Pompous

I am of a libidinous character,
have a habit to run these places,
seen frequently well, full of game;
in search of a lavish torso,
or of a languorous look;
to miss here an eagerness.

Among fauna audacious,
haunt nights, haughty,
take for a walk in hazardous eyes,
suddenly, in one go of luck,
see a sumptuous body
favoured by a majestic harbour.

I spot a bright face
raised by harmonious traits,
a smile delightful,
as cherry on a sumptuous cake,
wearing a low-necked garment dizzy,
to go towards more or less nervous.

Intoxicated by heady perfume,
looks intensely envious,
enticed, ready to pass admissions,
confident and glorious,
when suddenly, the pretty eyes
throw me one of those contemptuous visions.

Productive faced disastrous,
imposing a cloudy silence,
It breaks my ardent impulse.
intimidated by sudden denial,
Of incorrigible dragnet,
becomes sensitive to the cold.

My loving eagerness
begin bending under weight of stake,
silence having been outrageous probably,
want to catch blow by being flattering,
become again shortly ambitious,
doesn't much matter fallacious means.

I want to be tender,
then, find judicious
to take it by arm for a game,
moving it away from all curiosity,
out of the way braving distrustful air,
become vitally courteous.

Compliment its wonderful assertion,
by adding that I shall be eager;
to cross my hand in her hair,
because I've in an impetuous need,
so nice and silky;
to make allusion to a miraculous breast,

Assuring, I would be careful
by fondling wonderful pinkies,
if she saw nothing disadvantageous there,
probably of ticklish type,
takes for a capricious person,
guessing me crafty and lecherous.

Does not believe in my ingratiating speech,
to leave, leaving me ashamed,
being the most bumptious,
frankly odious by misty haberdasher,
to free by treating me to be unfortunate,
climate becomes stormy, an irreverent contempt
of high-flown pomposity.