Things I Think  

I think.....

of the pleasures

of the treasures

that lie on your chest. 

of the passion

of a fashion

that doth swell your breast. 

if I taste

without haste

the skin of your thigh 

if I sip

every drip

would you merely sigh? 

or with ecstasy

and expectancy

loud screams would you cry? 

These things I think, these dreams I drink