Sonnet in a Wheelchair
(because Em asked me for a sonnet but I don’t comprehend the iambic pentameter)
My sexy Muse, You inspire me to write.
I love all Your flirting, spills and kisses.
You invade my mind through the day and night,
Hard-ons in my mornings, Hell what is this!
You will always have me now, every day,
You’re drop-dead-gorgeous and brilliantly smart.
You instantly captured me with chess play
Synchronicity, Wow! Now have my heart.
How do I love You? Let me taste the ways!
I nosh on Your sexy ass, breasts and bush.
Now my hot sex and lust is set ablaze
as my longing intimacy feels smoosh’d!
Now we must petition with hopeful dreams,
coition to fruition our love(teams).