In the cover of the night
I turn the lights down low
& slowly start to do things
that only the moon & I know
Under its wink & grin
with my Mona Lisa lips
I think of only him
as I reach below my hips
I caress the peach
one that has no fuzz
not even a landing strip
My finger tip feeling
where the hair once was
Reeling round & round, up & down
Blood rushing rapidly
Tensed up, can't make a sound
to rivers gushing & flowing
In that split second
I knew Ecstasy, I knew God
All brought on by you
& the thought of your rod
In the cover of the night.
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