He knows her
And she knows him
Ain’t much to talk about
anymore
In that cave
It gets cold
When the fire don’t burn
But she don’t want to venture from there
There are dinosaurs
not to far from there
She just had to see
Bravely she went out
Wondering what it could be
To here surprise, a rabbit with wings
took her to the sky
But wouldn’t you know it
A flying rabbit can’t live in a cage
And she’s not ready to leave
They meet when they can
He flies her high
and they make plans
Someday maybe
they’ll share a tree house together
This poem is about the same person I wrote “Everybody Knows, I Don?t Know, They Just Do” a previously posted poem.? It’s about me, her husband and her.? In this poem I am the rabbit.? Let me explain that.? This woman was an extremely orgasmic woman.? I took it as a challenge to bring her to her last climax.? In one session I counted 24 orgasms and she could still go on and I was wore out, but I gave it a try, that’s why I’m the rabbit.? That of course will give you a clearer understanding as to why her sickly husband felt he needed my help to make her happy.
You might think it would be so wonderful, but after a time you start to feel jealous that it is so easy for her while you have to work just to have one orgasm, it looses its flavor after a time.
She was a wonderful woman, if she just wasn’t so possessive. I am nobody’s property, and nobody should ever be any body’s property.? I don’t care what society thinks, its wrong.? My evidence, the divorce rate.? A captured animal will always try to escape, and we are all animals, believe it or not!