Stop Playing

I watched as two dragonflies flew about as one
Skimming across the face of the lake chasing the sun
They glided effortlessly with their wings locked in synch
Their love making was perfect, because they didn't take time to think

While staring out of a window, I saw two dogs walking on six legs going by
While holding up traffic in both directions, I could hear their howls and cries
She with her mouth wide open, as her tongue continued to wag
Him balls deep up in her ass attempting to make her gag
 
With flies licking thighs, cats screaming refusing to be denied
Questions of sex not ask, but intentions are implied
Eagles soaring on the winds, deciding to take a death defying dive
Fucking BDSM at it's finest, and defining what it takes to survive

I drove by pastures and everyone is doing the same thing
Beast in the throws of passion starting since early spring
Foals and calves trotting about, the result of all that hard work
Owls hooting around the barn, in search of where passion lurks

Flowers are pollinating, allergies are in full bloom
The foliage, like the underbrush, is getting thicker and demanding that we make room
And with all of this sex, built up and blended with the give and take
Shit I've got you on the back of my bed complaining of a fucking headache