YOU ARE BABBLING

You are babbling,              
as I'm grappling                
with your body                
on top of me,                
             
Occupying                
all the timing.                
that you'd swore would                
spend in lonehood.                
         
Why be lonely          
in walls homely,          
when I could bring          
some livening?          
             
My attraction                
proved distraction,                
thus hijacking                
your relaxing.              
             
Led you astray              
into the hay,              
gave you handful              
of life manful.              
           
Such diversion              
brought inversion              
of your senses,              
pierced defences.            
         
All the kissing        
you'd been missing        
you greedily        
took orally        
         
(As well as on        
your bare person,        
lavished freely,        
made you squealy.)        
   
Hands worked around    
your curves soon found    
where you enjoyed    
touches employed.    
             
You were willing,            
I fulfilling            
more than you'd dreamed.         
In joy you screamed.            
             
At the supreme          
moment, our cream          
mingled in your          
aching fissure.          
             
While on our backs  
after climax,  
your praise heightened  
for night brightened.  
 
Bit of whoredom              
banished boredom,              
satisfied you              
as none else do.        
         
You would not let        
me go home yet;      
you had me stay        
'til dawn next day.        
         
So you're sleeping        
in the keeping        
of arms round you,        
made warm duo.