there's a night I've longed for;
a night when I can walk through
your streets,
knock on its door,
pull its knob in and out
and hit its climax!
...
the night has come
when I can enjoy the sweetness
of your path
and dine at the table of
p-l-e-a-s-u-r-e.
...
for in this dark night,
i want to be your knight;
for there's a war to be fought
between your thighs
and i will be your Arthur,
the author and finisher
of your battlefield.
...
*©Willipraise*