To take a position...
Is a strong thing to do...
It’s far from submission...
It’s forceful and true...
Unless you take a position...
That has at it’s aim...
Submission...
Or pleasure for gain...
Let me explain...
The friars had it right...
So long ago...
When the missionary...
Was atop of the game...
Perhaps though...
Too dominant or boring...
For those in the game...
Some ladies find...
To worship to snake...
Tis best to kneel...
To charm it, what a fate...
A circular argument...
Tried and true...
Leads to a number...
Perfect for two...
The doggies do find...
Some comfort there...
But you has to have rhythm...
To complete the affair...
To eat at the y...
Sounds so blue...
It gives you such joy...
So I savor it, truly I do...
But for pure pleasure...
The cowgirl’s the best...
Riding high in the saddle...
Hands on my chest...
And when she collapses...
I catch her and then...
We rest of a moment...
Giggle...
And do it again...
Phoebus
©10/14/2002
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