Sleeping, topless, deeply rested

She was so superbly-breasted

That I felt I must –unheeded - sneak

And tweak them a reverential tweak.

So reaching timorously… slow,

(Intending just to touch…and go)

I inched toward her gingerly

Till – cruelly and disastrously-

My feet (both) skidded under me!

Propelling me head-longingly.

(And turning my adoring touch

Into a rude, lascivious clutch)

 

It`s painful now to tell the rest:

How, when she found me `at` her chest

She rained me such a shower of blows

That she shattered both my teeth and nose.

 

And this sad tale just goes to show:

Never (illicitly)  touch and go.