Meepsī desires
He is so slim and slender - so elegant and fine -
that every time I see him my hands get out-of-line.
They want to caress and hold him -
hug him really, really close
My lips want to give him a 1000 kisses -
Yes, letīs give him a lot of those *O*
Juicy, lovely, hot, gentle passionate kisses -
eh - rather perfectly gorgeous, I think, this is -o*
I want to run my hands up and down his back.
He canīt complain that enthusiasm I lack *O*
I want to stroke and fondle his hair -
make various things stand up in the air -o*
Kisses will land on his eyes, his lips, his cute nose.
Of sweet tender love he will get a heady hefty dose.
His round, soft butt I want to gently caress ...
The whole sweet boy I will quickly undress *O*
Kiss all over and up and down -
probably making his beautiful head spin round and round -o*
Although ... maybe I should slow down a bit?
So my sweetie isnīt thinking "Sh..!!
.... here comes that there Meeps again -
that broad can really be a "pain" ..."
I would much rather hear him say
"Hereīs my sweet Meepsie! Hi *O* "
And start to do to me
some of the wonderful things in this rhyme
and love me for ever and ever
or ... at least for the rest of our time -O*
