Little Notes

I live for when my Little
writes to me a letter
that lets her Daddy know it all
and what is in that sweater.

And down inside her yoga pants
and in that silly head
but more than that just what she'd do
if we were in her bed.

We'd play some games for just a while
she sits here in my lap
and when she starts to lose a game
she fights  until I snap.

She just wants to get a Little spanking
oh it's really true.
'Cause she's a Little Imp at night
and likes to see it through.

At first we wrestle funnzie like
for THAT remote control
and then we end up wrestling
and touching toe to toe.

We kiss and smile and grunt and moan
(she's got sounds and moves)
and she's not done until tonight
we've been in every groove.

She laughs plays and shows to me
her every inch explored
and she'll not stop until at last
I've every inch adored.

Thank you, Baby, Little Girl,
for making Daddy pleased
when standing up or sitting down
and especially on your knees.

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