My Sweet You
I was sitting on a pew
Somebody grabbed me from behind
I doubted my mind without a clue
My body chilled, your face I can't find
I felt rancorous
Don't know why I was cautious?
Baffling place was not obnoxious
But my mind in delirious
My heart throbbing so fast
Don't know what caught me aghast
Somebody I can sense and feel
My body wants to drop, my patellas to kneel
Somebody talking to me in soft voice
I can hear him teasing, me like blind
Walking around me while I'm seated, your voice entering my mind
I know it's you from behind
Wrapped was I and blindfolded
"Please don't tie me up!"
I will give all of me if needed
Just be gentle, lift me up
Then you raised me with sighs
Holding my thighs
As I rise you said, "Peek-A-Boo"
I said, "I waited so long... My Sweet You!"
Copyright © Clifford Villalon | Year Posted 2023
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