My Type of Man

That suit is just
Begging
To be
Torn apart
I hope you have
A closet full
For this wild
Tempestuous
Suitable heart
You wear that
Innocent tie
And I believe it
Beckons me
Why?
Why?
Why?
Here
Let me help you
With your sexy
Silken mystic
Lovely bondage
Dear
I see you
Quietly reading
Bukowski
Emerson
C.S. Lewis
and Thoreau
To the floor we go!
No I'm not naughty
I'll gladly tell you
My story
Sitting on your lap
While we sway
To
And
Fro.