silence, like procrastinating death

lips slowly unfurling to reveal

processions of white beads

she ennobles myself with 

just her smile 

her eyes unshackle from my stare

she continues on,

softly her words posit schemes

that schemer, she whips me into passion

so, she is the well toured

explorer; but promiser of much more

I take to it

I break out a blazen invitation