Awoken by the dawns unwanted light Untangling from your clingy arms and legs Being the first one up surely ain’t right Now who’s going to make me coffee and eggs I see that lazy tight young *** sticking out, With *** and suggestiveness that you flout, Nakedness uncovered by the bed sheets Our cloths carelessly thrown across the floor Remembering you calling last night for more Until all our energy was deplete
My body is all scratched up and ache’n I am too **** old for these nighttime forays I don’t see you up making me bacon So forget you; I’m off to the café You can just lie there, sleeping alone And I’ll get back once you have left the home Feel free to grab a pop-**** when you leave For you I have taped this poem to the door I apologize if I sound a bit sore But please wait before calling another eve