UP WHEN I AM DOWN

You get me UP when I am down,
don't make me fret or make me frown;
accounts of what you'd do at night
gets things definitely upright.
 
You're more than an entertainer,
accommodating container,
for all a man could put inside
you when your legs are opened wide.
 
A peaky hat, a pair of heels,
cocktail maid dress, thong, oil the wheels,
or just simply a towel robe
whose hem tempts one to finger probe.
 
I see myself before you, cupped
around parts ready to be upped,
naked like a Greek god statue,
come to share the pleasure with you.
 
The girls from 'Sex and the City'
don't come near {though they're all pretty}
than the appeal of darker skin,
tempts this white boy to come within.