Playing With Love
We made love
in front of the TV...
Your every cry,
a goal from me... and the crowd
maddened applauded...
We made love,
in front of a canary...
Every trill of yours,
every moan of mine
hypnotized, and challenged
further trills of the canary...
We made love,
in front of a platoon...
in our shudder,
but we tried...
We're done soon
not to be
shot... and look, not even
we feel guilty...
We made love,
in front of a cat...
every moan of yours,
my every howl... the cat
meowed all ruffled...
We didn't make love
in front of Gioconda...
But let's do...
for her to lose her pose,
to cut her "wave"
passivity not jocund !!
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