In the eyes.
Measure the depths
In metaphors and
Throw them at
The sky.
You gotta look at her
Lips and feel her
In between the teeth.
To come up with a
New flavour of tea
That quenches
Intentions.
Look at the bosom
And thighs.
Her hips that want
To laugh out loud.
And waist that can
Fit in your palm.
You can engage
Or disengage at
Any moment but
Cannot leave this
Room.
You may or may
Not touch her
Appropriately or
Inappropriately.
But no half-hearted
Efforts allowed.
The only thing you
Gotta remember-
This is just a game
And the challenge is
Not to fall in love.
If you do, your
Balls would be cut.
And if she does.
Well-