Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Kinky

A lot of love and/or lust is

On nights when I do come around.

Glands meant to stir procreate biz

Entice folks to be body bound.

And I'm a body who alone

Does have the time and place to spy

Into the human entice zone,

Natural in each gal and guy,

Of couplings that I choose to find,

To spectate in their interlude.

I'm very rarely on their mind,

Whether or not I do intrude.

In kind of kinky mood is me,

Ever a peeping moon I be.