Morning call
by cricketjeff on November 14, 2008. © Jeff Green, All rights reserved
Your fingertips just brush my lips
Your body mine to take
My tongue then slips across your nips
Before I’m wide awake
My hands now pass around your arse
To pull you close to me
As bold as brass and with much class
I see what love can be
While sliding in to morning sin
I sigh against your breast
Then start to grin as I begin
To feel for all that’s best
And we can count as passions mount
On moans of mutual bliss
I’ve found the fount that must account
For pleasures in your kiss
No deeds are small when love is all
And days begin at dawn
I heard your call and had a ball
A perfect day is born!
English