In the garden she waits
I could see her tapping her foot
I was hiding in the thicket
playing silly buggers again

She called out my name
told me not to play these silly games
yet I stood my ground
and in a deep voice called her name

I giggled as her face went flush red
if I carried on she would be in a crimson rage
so I revealed myself to her
she ran to me and we did embrace

I went to cop a feel of her naughty bits
she smiled and slapped me in the face
I called her a cheeky monkey
then we laid down in green fresh grass


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

By NeonSolaris

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