Zywa Lovelylove

On a summer evening the smith
a strong young man, walks with
the nicest girl, just for a stroll

     Walkie walkie, don't need a pub

Walking together, without a goal
making a trip through their dreams
and talking about their lives as teens

     Talkie talkie, please open up

Then, when the darkness recedes
they hide themselves in the reeds
and make a bed of canes in the dew

     Beddie beddie, heaven above

Lie down easily, no one can see you
It is warm, take off your clothes
to enjoy the sweets from lips to toes

     Sweetie sweetie, lovelylove

Panting like a doggie he scents
and licks the beauty she presents
to his mouth, and all her body glows

     Doggie doggie, please come in

Purring she turns around and shows
her passion, stewed and waiting
with four paws wide and baiting

     Pussy pussy, munch my skin

On a spring afternoon the smith
a sweet young man, walks with
the girl, she's the bride, he the groom

     Baby baby, lovelylove

because their baby is coming soon

Poem 1526
Amsterdam, 2017-08-19

Collection: Take a picture, now 
Keyword: Desire: lust 
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