Sex Life
In bed each night there are
fireworks and rocket-ships,
oceans and storms and stars.
And no, those aren’t the
metaphors and euphemisms
you think they are.
Writing poetry before I go to sleep
is taking time away from my sex life.
In bed each night there are
fireworks and rocket-ships,
oceans and storms and stars.
And no, those aren’t the
metaphors and euphemisms
you think they are.
Writing poetry before I go to sleep
is taking time away from my sex life.
Wonders Never Cease 
Intriguing!
Thankfully it isn’t _actually_ happening, but my wife was joking about it last night. 🙂
What do they mean then?