A Quickie in Bai Hai Park

Lest our new passion sputter,
Lest peepers mark its fervid flicker,
Let's only lick, not flutter,
Not risk a bite to bring a snicker.

Lest my frayed wire shortcircuit,
Lest passers hear your high-pitched squeal,
Let's measure till we work it:
This fever subdue to only a feel.

Lest at cocktails later we wince,
Lest launderers discover our stain,
Let's swallow jaded evidence.
Dear boy, what did you say is your name?
Louie Crew