O erotica.

In such a hug as this

A sprinkler system turns on

Steam is all about the place

As love makes out in outer space

You in you sparkly white lace

Spinning in a singing cloud

Laughing outloud

In such a hug such as this

I touched your hips

With writers hands

And a writers heart

Melting

In a camera

There is holding and clicking

You get a shining feeling

Taking you there.