Back In The UK

Will you be my English rose
if but only for one day
wanted to feel you for so long
the intensity of our play?

Can I lure you into the darkened corner
hiking the hem up of your dress
body positioned so you can't escape
the tent in my pants that I press?

May I show why a stud of my persuasion
needs to be ridden more often then not
surely the feeling is preferred
to any toys that can be bought

And take you in the collection of hosiery
that attracts the eye of any man that is hard
at midnight under the light of the moon
nature surrounds us in the confines of the yard?

Can you be seduced, pleasured and be ever receptive
to the hunger that starts deep in erotic fires
let them grew to almost uncontrolled
and laugh at boredom's funeral pyre