I prefer the floor
Not the bed
For the bed
Is not a bed
But a mouth
With her tongue out
Calling me to rest
On her soft body
And only when she sees
That I am at ease
Does her mouth begin to close
But just as her sharp teeth
Are about to cut into me
I leap! And am caught
By the floor
I prefer the floor
Not the bed
Because the bed
Is not a bed
But a bed of wet sand
But not quite like a beach
Calling me to rest
On her soft body
And I sink smoothly
Into her embrace
But only when
I am just about out of breath
I leap! And am caught
By the floor
I much prefer the floor
Jan 15, 2021
Jan 15, 2021 at 7:59 AM UTC
I prefer the floor
Not the bed
For the bed
Is not a bed
But a mouth
With her tongue out
Calling me to rest
On her soft body
And only when she sees
That I am at ease
Does her mouth begin to close
But just as her sharp teeth
Are about to cut into me
I leap! And am caught
By the floor
I prefer the floor
Not the bed
Because the bed
Is not a bed
But a bed of wet sand
But not quite like a beach
Calling me to rest
On her soft body
And I sink smoothly
Into her embrace
But only when
I am just about out of breath
I leap! And am caught
By the floor
I much prefer the floor