FREAK BETWEEN THE SHEETS

"Lady in the streets,    
freak between the sheets" -    
if only they knew    
what I get from you!    
 
Angel publicly,
rampant privately;
"goody" tag you lose
with your clothes and shoes.
   
You they think "quite sweet" -    
Of our passion's heat,    
jealous they would be,    
how we get dirty....    
   
In places we go    
where you don't say no,    
and stay a whole day    
not leaving the hay.    
   
Insatiable,    
not mere 'shaggable'.    
Once switched off the phone,    
won't leave me alone.    
   
My buttons you press    
with such eagerness,    
that I can't stay still    
till you've had your fill.    
   
I am your "bed rock",  
your limbs round me lock;  
more than your heart-throb,  
I am your "night-job".  

Not had such great sex
from anyone "ex";
you're a sensation
and revelation!
 
I'm a lucky boy    
that I get such joy;    
you do not lack wile    
to make this man smile!  
 
They say I'm "lucky  
to have this girl" with me.  
I'm happy to be  
your "territory".  
 
All inches of me  
you'd guard jealously;  
you would get your claws  
out on other's paws.