Sandman Lullaby

A big juicy peach falling off an apple tree
Catches an inevitable wedgy on the clothesline full of unmentionables
Too slow at pulling out the vexation
It begins to consume her panties
Nudity comes to bare as the last of the lace is consumed
The sight of plump cheeks smiling, making a cute dimple
180 degree pirouette, her lips speak to me
“I am what I eat.”
Confused at if that was a homophobic reference
My lack of action causes her pussy to weep
“Why are you crying, you most precious thing?”
The weeping lips give birth to a smile that highlighting the only meal on the menu
Lovingly consuming her raw oyster on a half shell
Shining her pearl for dessert
Consuming an earthy sea-spray cocktail as a nightcap
Before turning in the garden must be watered with my hose
Calories spent turning the spigot were appreciated
The afternoon sun wiping out the morning’s spoils
Refreshed after a nap under the weeping willow tree
Frenzied pace of planting feed corn in the sweetcorn field
How long will the sun hang in the air?
A cloud prematurely obscures the last of the light
Bushed after a hard day,
Sandman lullaby eases me to sleep