Sunday, 5 April 2020

I’ll be off and do some shopping



I could be your faithful Eunuch 
serve your favour 
Bring your oil 
Cut my tongue and talk no further 
Cross my loins and swear to die 
When you are undressing 
Promise not to spy
I’ll look the other way 
Confessing 
Later on
That I want to ply
You with affection 

I could oil your buttocks 
Delicate as a lily 
Touch your gentle petals 
inhale their vivid perfume 
With a baited breath

Not tonight though 
Not tonight 
For I’ll be off 
and do some shopping 
Something dull and unsensual
I’ll be going round the bathroom
Like a teddy bear
See your face in steam and bubbles 
Sticking to the inevitable 
Dreaming of your underwear 
Which tonight will make me scream 
If I think about you 
In terms of the obscene 
I’ll be in rehearsal boo hoo hoo
Crying out loud 
Don’t want to bore you 
But it’s treasure island tomorrow 
I adore you 
You’re my gold 
Please forgive me 
put our massage on hold
Now I’ll sink 
Into the bath 
And weep and weep as Proserpine
Please don’t laugh
I kick and scream 
And sigh aghast

I diss you 
I weed you 
I need you 
hash tea 4 two to 
To wit to woo 
To be free of you 
suck into your sighs 
To kiss your joy 
As it flies
oil your swollen singe 
touch your golden wonder 
while I crave and linger 
for your counbtry matter
with my fingers
with my eyes.











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