Delicate hands with opposable thumbs;
Bright chirping birds at my table for crumbs;
The way champagne cools and refreshes and numbs;
glimpses of tits and tight muscled bums;

Digestive biscuits with lemon curd;
Ejecting a perfectly timed and formed turd;
Poetry without redundant words;
unyielding ginger fit audio nerds;

Sleeping outside on a hot country night;
Potatoes without interference by blight;
Friendship because I could prove I was right;
women of fairly comparable height;

Playing the piano at early o'clock;
Finding it wasn't just me used a sock;
Circumventing an internet block;
teasing then finally opening a lock;

The moment I sense the pain fading away;
When chaotic mud becomes crystalline day;
Despite all the obstacles, finding a way;
when both of us know without having to say;

Three layers of buttercream in coffee cake;
Staying up late with a happy awake;
Milky Way, Galaxy, Lindor and Flake;
you in my hotel room, completely nake.