Imminent Or Latent Fuss On a Love Bus
Because you enjoy rights to encumbered time and space
To behave or dress as you please
Without interference bothering your face and surface
I deny you the bothersome disease that puts you ill at ease
In arenas where I shouldn’t feature as a fly in the soup
That by inalienable right belongs to you
Excluding any dance in a loop whose scoop
Suggests no one else should glue
Nuisance in the arena
Where your whims and wishes reign supreme
Preventing a no brainer
From concocting a cantankerous cream
To spoil the oil in the coil
Whose toil captures the glamour
You flaunt as you taunt the sacred soil
On which I don the armour
That protects the honour
I deserve for sparing you any pain
You deem brings dishonor
In the rain train whose crane
Lifts the veil on the space in your shrine
Where I desist from violating the privacy
To which no grapevine or incline
Beneficiary or bereft of mercy
Should spell disaster
For either of us
As we resolve conundrums faster
To kick out once for all any imminent or latent fuss on our love bus.
Copyright © John Sensele | Year Posted 2018
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