A Quirky Romance
Work done we meet
at home for treat
we dine and eat
get off our seats
His hand on mine
one on my spine
we dance and glide
spin round the side
Heart beats so fast
dance steps too rash
we trip and fall
down the long hall
Right to the bed
the rose is red
come close the door
take me I'm yours
Turn out the light
its way too bright
dress stuck on head
help or I'm dead
His shirt is gone
thinks he's Don Juan
ate too much nuts
sucks in his gut
We play a tune
that fills the room
sighs, moans and groans
rings from cell phone
At last were spent
bed skewed and bent
our love a mess
we rest in nest
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