Penny for your thoughts?

Can I offer you a penny for your thoughts? As a matter of fact, how ‘bout three, one penny for you, one penny for me and one penny for our minds engaged not so sexually; getting intimately closer as we approach the climactic altitude of a new mental sensational conversation. ‘Cause I’m trying to get to know everything about you from your neck… up.

These are not your typical sexual poetic pros; I’m trying to close the door of that all too familiar freaky foreplay game with which most people have chose to approach you. While they’re trying to get deeply embedded in the fine fibers of your bed sheets, I’m trying to find and define the fibers with which your mind speaks.

I wanna engage you by putting a two carat diamond on your mind and marrying your every thought. I want to lick every inch of every crevasse so I can get an oral fix from each orifice and taste your passionate imagination.

I’d rather be naked and exposed holding you as we’re lying and you’re crying, walking, finding and describing the tough times you had in life and how you don’t know if you can keep a relationship long enough to be somebody’s wife.

I wanna feel the heart beat of all your inter-rhythms as they lead me toward your warm wet waterfalls of feminine thoughts and I’ll swim within them from back-strokes to breast-strokes I’m penetrating every entrance to your mind, taking my time to find out everything about you.

Did I ever tell you about how you fell asleep in my presence and your mere essence kept me up for hours? As I coward with this feeling of a sexually unadulterated mental connection and as you lay by my side; I pushed the blinds aside and took the time in the moonlight of that night to count 72 eyelashes on the upper eyelid of your right eye.

So now I’m standing here ready for the chance to reform the very foundation and basis of our relationship. And I reiterate my opening statement and I offer you another penny for your thoughts.