GOOD DAY C.J!
Methinks it be time to blink at the sun
Look at your lover and say “good morning hon”
Perhaps a cup of joe and then you can go
Go to that tree where all the doves know
They know how vibrant and lovely you be
Lovelier than that old oak tree
It stands so tall with birds perched inside
And when they stop singing is for them to decide
Now perhaps it’s time to take a leisurely stroll
Making up for the time the clock once stole
Take your lover’s hand and walk him to that lake
The one that swans and minnows never forsake
Then you return home from a lovely jaunt
You with ebony hair and slinky body with which to taunt
It’s warm inside compared to out of doors
And now maybe you can begin your daily chores
So he helps you with breakfast, bacon and eggs
Whilst he is hypnotized by your lithe little legs
Now it’s time for her mediated meditation
But if your lover’s like me it’s time for his illegal medication
© 2011.…..free cee!
b. i like you!