You Just..... Poem by Robert W.Quilter

'.....you just lean across when you're on the floor
on the 'net with her last thing
and start kissing her-her neck, her ears,
her throat.
then you know that little knot, she has on her shirt when
she's showing off her midriff?
you could just pick at that, and it'll all fall open.......
..............what's wrong you've stopped breathing? '
'no, im just yawning, go on, the little knot'
'just pick at that, then her breasts'll tumble out at you.
then she'll grab up her skirt and lie back and arch
herself so you can take off her pants
then she'd go on her side and take off your belt
and you can stand up, and it won't matter because
she'll be safely down on her knees.so you won't need to worry'