What's Your Pleasure
Pick your poison,
your pleasure, your treasure.
Feel the feelings,
beyond the measure.

Feel the rhythm,
power by the hour.
Feel the feelings,
open the flower.

Pick your position,
no poise, no toys.
Body to body,
make the noise.

Let it go,
the steam, the scream.
The sweat so wet,
the salty stream.

Make the noise,
the moan your own.
Or the other,
source unknown.

Feel the power,
sending unending.
Uncontrolled action,
no pretending.
I don't feel anything really needs to be said about this one.