Eleven Cent Stamp

Eleven lines to get you wet between your thighs

To linger here and there, fingers evoking sighs

A kiss upon your neck, carresses of your breast

A gentle tug of your silky tresses, now messed

Lingered lips at your collar bone, fingers dance

Kisses beneath the elastic of your underpants

Clothes tossed in a pile by the bedroom stand

There's more than one way to thank the mailman

For the special package he delivers this Friday

And the care he gives to send it just your way

No return address needed, special delivery