a morning romp

 what should i wear...oh what should i wear?

naked to dare...?...

this morning meet

all perky greet!

a coolness has begun to set,

the grass a little wet,

the leaves have begun their fall

a change ever small...

 autumn now reveals its shades

of rusty gold and yellow, the leaves blades.

does it matter what season may come?

for it knows not morning passions to numb.

i feel your eyes upon me, set.

that welcoming sear the need to get

that dream out there

and with me share,

u...still hiding under that duvet

so naughty that slight grin of yours...revealing a need to play...

dont hurry out from under there

rather, let me myself with u share

so...no hurry to work out what be required

an early morning romp before any attire...is desired.

RB.