There is danger in those alluring eyes
That beckon me to bed
A challenge like a Siren’s call
Ideas flood my head!
A conquest or a Conquestee?
Who ends up being on top?
It’s sink or swim until the end
Or will she just shout ‘stop’?
There’s wild abandon, shameless sex
And hidden depths of mirth
One can’t imagine such a girl
Would lead from bed to birth!
Yet there’s a challenge, led astray
Consumed with raptured fears
And with it as she comes so close
The muddled thinking clears!