Attention Mister! You, with your aimless praise This sheer ostentation of your ardent gaze In no way does it caress my heart’s bays If time as you say was unending This pretentious love’s state shall always be unbending In tides high and low, this act shall remain pending How helpless is a man when he is instilled with infatuation His lust is far greater than the bloodlust of a Thracian His hedonistic ventures always end in ephemeral liberation My coyness so impeccably vexes you, I must say My long-preserved virginity is not to be hauled your way Not today, not tomorrow nor the forthcoming days, Beauty, as you have defined within me; My lunar cleavage gleams in your lustful eyes’ sea, My flowing hair dominate the amorous gaze of thee It is in this moment that I find utter joy and freedom; When a woman becomes a man’s Apple of Eden, Where his desire’s scarlet hue is brighter than Edom I marvel at your way of dealing with this predicament! Your resistance is uncanny, your emblazoned craving; diligent For I must confess, despite my timidity, I am drawn towards your scent Let us leave it to Mary; the utter innocence of preserving virginity Let us make sweet love once, twice and beyond infinity Let us, at last, become one passionate flame that embarks us on perpetuity! This poem is in response to “To His Coy Mistress” written by the celebrated poet, Andrew Marvell Published in Daily Times, August 5th 2018.