The Call
Just a call to say I love you ❤❤❤
Your number I do dial in haste, Things to say no time to waste. It rings and rings are you not there? Will you answer will you dare?
Finally the call it does go through, Hello? The first word that comes from you. You don’t get the chance to say any more, The contents of my heart I pour.
About the love, I have that’s strong, Feels like I can do no wrong. Your beautiful body head to toe, I really don’t want to let that go.
The times we’ve had some really good fun, Or when we just laid and slept in the sun. I want to get down on to one knee, And have a baby or maybe three.
That’s it from me can say no more, Maybe I should have knocked on your door. While I wait for an answer I twiddle my thumb, Then, “That’s lovely dear, but this is your mum”
©MartinRushton 2020
