Advanced Love
Both our brains hazy (and you may be crazy,)
But damned if I don’t seem to love you, dear friend,
Each of us “nutter” on other one’s clutter
But both can be true, with no need to offend.
Our kitchen’s well stocked, but arrangement’s half-cocked,
But a truce still survives for the world is our oyster.
What’s flaccid on grill can be spiced up with pill,
So no need for retirement to monk-dom or cloister!
We eat out a lot and prefer Queen to cot,
Where our snuggling makes time in the sack, time of giving,
Though thoughts of dream home can make both want to roam
Very best’s when your home is wherever she’s living.
Good friends come over, we’re rolling in clover
For friends, hers or mine, always magnify bliss.
Easy to measure, a feeling you treasure,
The rapture you felt when you got first French kiss!
Long Tooth
June 5, 2017
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