To--Reckon--The--Right--Road

TO RECOND THE RIGHT ROAD The lovely lady announced she was going to nap in our bed So it was imperative I write while dreams dripped in her head One so lovely, one so rare upon our bed shared by I A lucky man indeed, to have Aphrodite standing by And my lover laden in lace and a diamond with nary a flaw Now the following is an accurate rendering of that which I saw My lover Drifting off to slumber midst the number of her angels My lover Platinum blonde hair draped dreamily a little bit over the bed My lover Whose hair is spun to silver and to grace society at large My lover Who I know prays fervently for me to reckon the right road My lover Who came along with a tool to help me with my load My lover For look at her cheeks and lips of crimson red My lover Looking so sensuous in our bed My lover The one to whom I’ll bid a “good morning my dear” My lover A cherub wrapped in lace and lay too long for me My lover A beautiful woman whom were I away would ever long for me My lover Blanketed by beauty, quilted by quiet and made for a dream of loving and a smile beaming My lover And then I realized I was the one who had been dreaming Phreepoetree