Pause the senses!

Pause the senses!

Stay still for a minute, miss
Let me slip my eyes over your creamy skin
To uncover the magic of your form!

Stay at a little distance, miss
Sight gets lost in a magnetic clasp -
When you are close, you rush to me!

Send me your perfume, miss
And some worn clothes so I can study
The scents your Creator confounds me with!

Let’s talk on the phone tonight, miss
Your sweet voice too is part of the cocktail
Whose ingredients I seek to separate.