Answering A Maiden's Plea Poem by David McLansky

Oh Maiden
You do squander time
Let us couple in our prime;
I would not lure you with deception,
I am adroit at contraception;
Let not you in your later years
Regret that you succumbed to fears
On one soft evening beneath blazing stars
(Venus in conjunction with Mars)
You turned away a proffered kiss
And denied us both such my magic bliss;
You turned cheek, your ruby lips
And loosed yourself from my grip,
And ran across the moonlit lawn,
A silken fairy, a nimble fawn,
Such treasured sweets you must store up
The wine of memory in your cup.