You laugh
(that dirty laugh)

seriously swear
that you will be

a sexual nymphomaniac
(I smile at the tautology)
just for me.

A nymphomaniac
just for me!

It’s an exclusive offer
take it or it will be gone soon!

It is
(of course)
an offer

I couldn’t
refuse.

So we shake
on it

(this the business of pleasure) .

Done?
Done!

It’s a pleasure
doing business

with you.

I smile
like a satyr

praiapic
with delight

a big grin
beginning

to spread
all over your face

our love
making

legendary

almost
mythical

as we come
face to face.

Dónall Dempsey

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