where such seat of pleasure holds court
'tis where ye and thee shall commence
pirating away in acrobatic word sword
we shall parry not to miss
you the reverent Charlemagne
and I the faithful Ghunga Din
troubles to both shall teeter not
for we stumble
over upon our prior foolish selves
only when we quit
that is my gauntlet for you
ere handkerchief
airing out our lovely
most special laundries
but only to each other
bordering on the romantic
we line up our suitor soldiers
to dance their waltz of exchanged wits
slip slapping away as I am upon the
joyful pond of this page
I grin, laugh, titter and near guffaw
at such enjoyments for me
you seem to so easily arrange
for mine truly tempted eyes
you reign
all word smith sensations supreme
so for now
ciao mon bello
for ye be
the dearest daring dream.................
(July 7, 2008 232am)