Close Enough (sonnet)

Her hips would seek to bring him close enough;
And so, her thighs are spread; and it may pass
That, if his hard cock takes her; and he's rough,
She'll be so very close, she'll take the mast
Of his fine ship within the sheltered sheath
Of her harbour, until the man is blessed
To find that she is pleased to lie beneath,
And eager for his pleasure; he's caressed,
Defining all the dreams she's had tonight;
His hands have cupped her cunt and pulled her down;
And, when, she wakes and finds, to her delight,
That all is real; and his oats are sown
Within the field, where she'd have called his bluff:
Her hips seeking to bring him close enough.