I Bought My Wife A Latex Dress Poem by Michael WheelerWyatt

I Bought My Wife A Latex Dress



It’s 1 am in the morning,
And the resident DJ takes his stand.
Lasers and shiny people
All looking for Euphoria.

I have to get outta here so I
Can be beside her.

Because I bought my wife a latex dress
The way it hugs her body is the best

The neon lights flash through me,
As the memories of the night fade
I sit in the back seat full of fantasy,
As we pull outside our place.

She answers the door in the latex dress
The Taxi Driver had a cardiac arrest

Because I bought my wife a latex dress
Have you ever made love before you undress?

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