Bulma grinned to herself as she sat down before her vanity with a quill and paper. Giggling, Bulma set in to action her plan to get Vegeta's attention. Knowing how he had QUITE an imagination, Bulma proceeded to write a sensual, erotic poem to her kinky mate. Finishing the poem, Bulma splashed it with her favorite perfume and smiled wickedly while she thought, 'He's never going to know what hit him.'
Touch
The powerful love I feel for you,

The anxiety I feel when your near,

The lustful look in your eyes,

The passion, desire in your kiss,

The sweet warmth of your embrace,

The weakness I feel at your touch,

The torture you create with your teasing,

The pulsing throb of your masculinity,

The delicious depth you strive for,

The poetic movement of our bodies,

The climatic feeling of completion,

The total devotion I see in your eyes,

The love we feel for each other....
*Inca looks over to Mystic* "Think you could come up with something any more corny?"

*Mystic looking slightly deflated* "What? I thought it was a nice way to end!"

*Inca gets anime style hearts in her eyes* "The love we feel for each other.........and the soft bed beneath us."

*Mystic glares at Inca* "Well I don't see you coming up with anything better! I happen to think that *Mystic sighs softly* sleeping with Veggie would be just that way."

*Inca rolls her eyes, then looks at readers* "Can you believe I have to put up with this romantic crap form my sister. *Starts imaging leather thongs and high-cut boots* Vegeta would be so much happier with me. Bulma eat your heart out!"

*Coming out of her daze* "Well, I hope you like MY tribute to Bulma and Veggie..... don't forget to review!"