God Is In the Details
I want to
Do
Things
To you …
My fingers dance
Restless, tingling
Remember our
First night?
OH
MY
GAWD!
My tongue trembles
Behind my lips,
Warm, luxurious,
Waiting …
Remember?
That first night?
Oh
My
Gawd!
And my
Netherworld?
My
Bristly, furry forest?
Wants its pine cones plucked its
Needles stroked its
Burgeoning wildlife tamed –
Hey! You can bark
Up this tree
Any time, honey!
Oh do I
Want to do
Things
To you
Remember that, first.
Night? Oh My Gawd!
Come here come here, come
Here
Come
Hither and yon
While I
Do things
To you
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