Love at first fright
Their tongues went very deep
Dorsal and ventral touched
They lost the innocent sleep
Oh the stars pranced around
Flowers didn't bloom
More french kiss to come
More variable gloom
Sort of an alien luck
Half creatures looking for mates
Loneliest of corners
It's just mental states
The boy looked haggard
But well hung
The girl went wet
Her chamber doors flung
Lush scents and sticky fluids
Concocted long chemical names
Procreation too hard to sketch
Hot passion and its steamy flames
