Revised sonnet #134
It was the first time now he drove me back
He clicked the door ajar and drew me out
He stuck a kiss across my waiting pout
I gave hugs graciously I nursed the knack
I saw him symbol social code to crack
I knew him stable neither loon nor lout
I knew he sometimes suffered standard doubt
I knew his bank account a solid stack
Involuntary figure fixed in dream
If incubus of true to type taboo
I woke up from its escalating scheme
Hed nearly pleased me yet the word was whew
I shall invite him soon inside my house
Ive let him burnish buttons on my blouse
Chorus house dwelling residence
