"Stranger things happen at sea!"
Said thee, to me
As we ate more Brie
But i, quietly
Wished for Camembert
(So there!)
Thought i, to Claire
As we drank white wine
(I prefer red!)
Then we made love
(Not on the bed)
Whilst hanging from a Chandelier
(I'm scared of heights, tis my greatest fear!)
We then fell to the ground
Without a sound
Apart from screams of pleasure
(As we came at leisure)
Luckily landing on the bed
Our cheeks were blushed
(And slightly red!)
The colour of a pale red ink
More of a rosy pink
(Or so i think)
We then fell off, onto the floor
And then made love some more
After which slept (without a snore)
Such sweet dreams we had
As the big wide world
Seemed a little less mad
by Jemia x