Repeat please

by Christopher Dawson

Tuesday 8th April 2014 1:08 pm

I haven't had the time, you know,

or so it seems to seem,

to write a few few lines for you

and remind just what it means

to have you with me day on day,

quite often regularly,

warming, warming mind and balls

and leading beautifully

my thoughts, those thoughts

so deep and wide,

so broad and oft defined,

and honed and focused lustfully

upon your sweet behind.

And all it then reveals to me,

all welcome, all exposed,

all suggestion that it leads me to,

all hint of what's proposed.

But if, but if there's danger there

then danger there must be,

the danger I'll repeat myself

holds no fear at all for me.