Sunday, 23 July 2017

Being Laid Bare Is Fair

Don't let me down, Clare,
As I know you are fair
In having a personal care
Of my all being laid bare.

You was lovely naked
A blessing that was sacred
To me, and respectfully
I will adhere faithfully.

You was pleasing in the sack
And I want you back
As your touch is a must
To my impending thrust.

I wasn't demanding with your time,
And expressed myself in rhyme,
You were pleasantly sublime
And was expressively kind.

I miss and love you so,
And my love does sow
A seed or two your way
So you come out to play.

Copyright Andrew Stevenson 23/07/2017

Thank you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.

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