Playing Piggie back
Sprawled out
while you
paw around
on the floor
I recall
Initially game
playing,
laughing,
and giggling
gleefully,
blissfully
the sun rays
warmed like
your
smiley face
warmed
my soul
through to
my bones
I remember
how you squirmed
while I held firm
fastened to your back
and refused to relax
It's like suddenly
in that pretty
golden room,
under my pleasant
girth that didn't
oppress, but
warmed you, like a hen,
beneath my breast
you didn't want
to snuggle in that
nest any longer.
squirming vigorous
without effect,
now your face was planted
to the floor, wet
with sweat,
efforts wasted,
beneath that golden breast
and soon, it was a tussle
as you struggled to free
yourself from beneath me;
I mean, we were only game playing.
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