Looking Jolly Poem by Manonton Dalan

there's a position of your face
that i feel passion flow at ease
one when you started to pout
cheeks turn red, lips to south
you always let me, me touch
your chin and i slowly pull
when our noses about to meet
you took off, am following
'til both of us has enough
your hands on hips, i stop
you start talking, am smiling
for some reason you end up
riding my back playing my hair
thinking if you can still do that
when my knees would be weak to bare
we should enjoy right now my dear