Public Displays of Affection

The sun shone high above
As we gave each other head,
Exultant in our love,
The grass our only bed.
It was midday, the town
Was bustling all around
And in the midst thereof
Our lust was fed.

The people passed on by
As I thrust deep inside
But neither you nor I
Made any attempt to hide
And if one stopped to gape
Or do a double-take
To this another, wry,
"How cute!" replied.

I fucked you up the arse
And on the nearby road
The people in their cars
Observed me shoot my load
On you. Some beeped their horns
Or sneered, or called us whores
But these were rather scarce:
"How cute!" most crowed.

You got out whip and chain
And in the plainest view
Inflicted divers pain
On me, and I on you.
And some, shocked by this scene
Now called up the police
But these were few—
"How cute!" cried out the main.

We drank each other's blood
And when the cops arrived,
We'd shed a crimson flood;
I wonder we survived!
And some in sour mood,
Cried "Stop! Or else we'll shoot!"
But most just stood
And, seeing how we thrived,
Exclaimed "How cute!"