Revised sonnet #147
Oooh Ahmed murmur mine I stifled sigh
I pressed own face against his jacket flap
I pulled away a little bye and bye
If shy I had honed human handicap
I wondered whether we yoked eye to eye
Hed dare one day impress a sudden slap
I didnt fetch the facts I spoke on fly
I felt his silence kind of ghastly gap
He wasnt one in straits to whine or lope
He signed us safe in gestures winks and nods
His candied compliments excluded scope
The nervousness he noted shortened odds
His finger raised a moment my tipped chin
His dipped head dealt a kiss I drew akin
Chorus chin barbilla mento
