HEARTS SPADES CLUBS DIAMONDS
a study toward sonnet #566 by FisherKingKQJ
Take it from me, darling; your husband is
Needful of a cheval-mirror peepshow,
So do what I do with or without the biz
Of a dry white aperitif cheek glow.
I sit him on the edge of the bed like so:
My bottom and thighs raised scarce an inch
Above his thighs, above his jemmy crow
To get front and back views of my wet winch.
Once, I got a jerking hard hamstring pinch
Which left me gasping, chancily winded-
The path toward multiple orgasm a cinch,
So single orgasms became rescinded.
You come like a line of skyrockets in jars;
You ventilate for large exploding stars.
(Chorus)
You come like a line of skyrockets in jars. SPADES
You come like a line of skyrockets in crocks. CLUBS
You come like a line of skyrockets in pots. DIAMONDS
[Autocube3 - autocue for 3d interactive movies.]