In between the sheets were we lay.

In-between the sheets we lay,
A little humping and grinding;
The signs of foreplay.

It’s those things that get us
Going at the end of the day.
To utilize our body’s,
To comfort each other,
In a ways, like no other.

In between the sheets we lay,
A little humping and grinding
The signs of foreplay.
It’s those things that remind us
Of our love today and always.

Like that of the sun
At mid noon day,
We are always ready to play.
It’s between those sheets,
There we still lay
For the remainder of the day.

In between the sheets we lay,
A little humping and grinding,
The signs of foreplay always.
Its one of those things
That keeps temptation at bay,
No way for our souls to betray.

In between the sheets we lay,
A little humping and grinding
The signs of foreplay all day.
It truly keeps our libido,
From what some call decay.
Holds our lust from
Going out to play.

In between the sheets we lay,
A little bumping and grinding
Signs of foreplay, great bonding,
It’s a rare romance this time and age.

By Desi E. Sherman 9/2010