The mystery of the unknown
Some hidden and some shown
Some behind perforated walls
Dressed in satin as beauty calls
Calculated gestures and moving parts
Enchanted ways of stealing hearts
Taking control of the mind and body
Of love and lust of passion greedy
Intrigued I am when she moves about
A student of the school of love devout
Working my way into her silky arms
Feeling her pulse and many charms
But pushed away by her playful hands
Leaving me alone upon the desert sands