a study toward sonnet #563 by FisherKingKQJ
A rough day at work leaves me tired and done,
Averse to his sexual advances, though
It's the bond that keeps us as unison,
So we've compromised us into slomo.
But I re-energise with fantasy flow:
I'll dress up as a thorough red cross nurse
Who saucily raises her fine, plucked brow,
Who invades a body space and worse.
Or else, I'll dress up by book, page and verse
As that wide-eyed clumsy teen schoolgirl
Whose fringe blows up, whose full red lips purse,
Whose gangly new arms round his buttocks curl.
Once fatigue blotting endorphin kicks in,
I can enjoy the sweated glow of his skin.
(Chorus)
I can enjoy the sweated glow of his skin. SPADES
I can enjoy the sweated glow of his hide. CLUBS
I can enjoy the sweated glow of his pelt. DIAMONDS
[Autocube3 - autocue for 3d interactive movies.]