Pleasure Bringing. Poem by Terry Collett

See she lies
with her bronze thighs
and diamond green eyes,

I am doped on her
drug like induced
in heart and soul,

which role
you going to play?
Huh?
Which role play?

See she turns over
like some young calf
in clover on some
summer's day,

I play no role
but sit and watch
and brew in
that dark
frustrated mood,

see her fruit
that fig
of viper's lush?

Wait my man
view but don't
go blush,

see that my man
calm now
don't shout
hush hush,

take your time
my boy
one step at a time
don't rush rush,

see she spreads
her thigh wings
and Bach softly sings
and pleasure brings,

I lie and watch
and listen cool,

I am no young kid
nor old fool
I listen to her
Bach singing
upgrading me
and pleasure bringing.