Pancakes

It’s 5am  
and  
I’m perplexed  
about  
taking  
the dogs  
for a run
whilst  
the cats  
look down  
on me
pondering  
why  
I’m standing  
in the  
kitchen
partially clothed
somewhat  
hungry & juxtaposed  
between  
the  
polarities of waiting  
for him  
to feed me
his rock
hard
cock  
after  
he kisses
my arse
and
hand feeds  
me  
pancakes
with  
blueberries & strawberries  
and  
freshly whipped
cream  
whilst  
pondering  
more  
of his  
twisted
yet  
beautiful lies
either way
it’s gonna be
a fucking
awesome day
to do it
all over
again
one day.