Poem for her 527

Dear Readers,


The green of the belt loops

The green table clothe smiled
The green t-shirt was giggling
The green panties said hello
The green belt loops said Hi back
The pants weren't green
The belt loops were new as the pants
The green of the first three a color

The belt loops wondered why
The pants thought I like her
The man picked the pair up
And said to the lady
I like the styling on these babe

She sighed and giggled and
The slow dance of this and that
The layers on and fitted
The t-shirt giggled more
The table clothe was dancing
The belt loops wondered why

Then the belt loops smiled
They had been made to pull
To be holders of belts
To help the pants along

This time there were fingers
Tugging on them
The thought was sheer joy
The pants felt it too
They both had happy thoughts
They both felt the love flow
There was a dance dipping sway

They heard the sighs of the lady
The voice of the man
There was a bit of sound
Like kissing and things
The kissing sound was long
There in the bright place
The green table clothe laughed
And danced as best it could
The table helped a bit
And they both shifted
The table was happy too

Happy Birthday Babe,

Charles.