my momma tried to instill good sense in me
irascible as she was   
Lord knows I took a toll on her

but mmm mmm mmm momma
I just can't contain the thrill that man has over me

He's standing  just outside my bedroom window

and he ain't singing nothing but sin

my body trills with the timber of his song

grass crunching under my feet as I step toward him
I lay down naked in the moonlit mint

and let him play


  1. What a beautiful and seductive write this is. How easily your words painted the scene while I stood ogling behind my curtain.

  2. A wonderful serenade within a serenade - i think enjoying the moment is very wise :)


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