Playing With Love

We made love in front of the TV... Your every cry, a goal from me... and the crowd maddened applauded... We made love, in front of a canary... Every trill of yours, every moan of mine hypnotized, and challenged further trills of the canary... We made love, in front of a platoon... in our shudder, but we tried... We're done soon not to be shot... and look, not even we feel guilty... We made love, in front of a cat... every moan of yours, my every howl... the cat meowed all ruffled... We didn't make love in front of Gioconda... But let's do... for her to lose her pose, to cut her "wave" passivity not jocund !!