I took some words
I wrote a rhyme
And something, something, something Time.
And then I thought, blah blah blah Love
And mentioned Stars and Skies above.
And then I thought of Kisses, too
And longing, need – they popped up
And then a serious line ’bout Fear.
And on that note, I wrote
And rhymed it aptly there with Fire.
And then I thought, it’s not quite done
My Sensual Moon, Your yearning Sun
And that part actually sounded good
It is a poem, so…it should.
And then you soon appeared again
And something something
And more sweet words denoting Lust
Then obviously, “Touch me. You must.”
And phew, looks like I’m at the end
So something like
And what an effing verse I wrote!
It’s nonsense (no…a small Love Note)
Of course I’ll end delightfully
I’m super good at poetry.