I waited for your call-
The one that I said
Fate would use as a signal
To allow our reunion.
You called, I asked
That question you’ve heard
Many times before
But with the added restriction:
“Don’t get any ideas”.
To that, I heard
A hearty laugh on the other line and
Knew you had other plans in mind.
In your smallish house,
I found myself the next day.
You waited for my cue
Saying it was ok to begin
Your lustful pursuits.
I laid my head on your shoulder.
You responded by putting your arm
Around me,
Followed minutes later
By those kisses I can’t resist.
You urged me to your bedroom
So you could play the piano for me.
Little did I know,
You would soon
Make me your instrument.
Across the sheets,
We whispered love songs
To each other
And I knew I’d be back
So we could make
Sweet music once again.