Long To Thong A Knave Poem by John Sensele

Love to meet you and treat you good
To Hug you, to tag you along, to carry your hand bag
All along and make us strong in every mood
Come rain or shine, I wanna carry your pain and claim your flag.

Long to crush you in my arms and flush away your blush
To break monotony, to stake your future and feed you cake
All along, to belong to you, to paint your pubescent portrait at a bash
On my easel whether or not diesel powers my love on your limpid lake.

Long to pore over the core of your soul
To breathe on your sleeve, to rest my giddy head on your cleavage
All along, to kiss your lips, to miss an appointment mall
As we clink glasses and drink to our vintage romantic voyage.

Long to sing you a sentimental song with euphoria
To dip love morsels and keep tempting threads alive
All along to brave challenges and thong a knave with Eucharia
As my heart tells me every piece of your love I need to strive.