The heat between our bodies,
turns on like a stove.
I compare morals to love,
love wins by afar.
As I feel him slide my shirt,
off and down my arm.
He throws it on the floor,
in a pile where the rest of,
our new clothes are.
He grabs my hand,
I give him mine.
And we're off to heaven,
just in our minds.
We twist and we turn,
across the bed.
But just as we go,
all the way.
My mother walks in,
"what the hell are you doing?"
she screams in dismay.
Turning paler and paler,
I ask him to stay.
I put on my robe,
and go calm my mom.
I say it's only a game,
don't be a fun hog.
And to my likings,
she buys it.
And trusts me with love.
Her sincere regrets,
don't phase me at all.
I go back in,
and turn out the lights.
And we stay together,
for what seems like
forever.
