You truly enjoy that magic wand

As Aladdin did his lamp

So much power resides in your grasp

A plaything firmly pressed in your hands

I have hidden myself far away in the room

Unaware of my presence are you

Totally engrossed in the stroke of the wand

Pleasure is all over your face

Anticipating  the magic of the what’s to ensue

Is intoxicating to me and to you

Concentrated so much on the flick of the wrist

Waiting for the potion to spew