Rooster Crowing Kind Of Love Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Better than the butter one spreads on warm toast.
Whether that bread toasted is whole wheat, rye...
Enriched white or delicious oat!
I want to be what your teeth meets,
With a licking of your lips.

Knowing I am the best treat to greet you,
After you have sat to witness the Sun...
Lift,
To kiss the horizon!

And the first thing you do,
Is remember...
We did not just 'screw'.
But we made a rooster crowing kind of love!
That welcomed a day we could not wait to begin!

'Don't use up all the hot water!
I've got to take a shower to, you know? '

Why are you shouting so loudly?
It's too early in the morning!
You want to wake up the neighbors?

'I think you already did that! '