Under the Influence

Wanna live here
 Wanna lie here
 Wanna hear the voice of my desire
 Grow higher
 Love's aroma
 Love is bolder
 Lover's languid arms that would enfold her
 Unhold her
 Shall I wet you
 Shall I warm you
 Shallow words of love made to adorn you
 Should warn you
 May I touch you
 May I feel you
 May the murmured truth that would reveal you
 Conceal you
 Have we finished?
 Have we ended?
 Have our tender parts in flesh distended?
 Become befriended?
 Shall you miss me?
 Shall you see me?
 Shells are closed politely hard and gleaming
 We were dreaming