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.