Quatrain of Whimsical Love
Whimsical Love - pure fantasy
You thought I a hairy creature
when I rubbed your thighs
with my gloves
on.
You thought I a monster when
I kissed your lips causing
my little fish to
spawn.
You thought I a legend when I
held you in my arms but
I was manifestly
mythical.
Now you know what it is like to
make love to fantasy when
your heart is feeling
whimsical.
Yorktown Disciple
2004
Order # 2329
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