A fair

You think we need a chaperone
your mind will be blown
When despite what it may seem
This next act requires but
You and
With maybe too much time
Or maybe a loosened tie
A skirt that rides up to well
A song that turns longing gaze
Into a passionate spell
There’s no pumpkins
That need enchanting
Just you
And i
With too many candles and too little
Self restraint
Lips linger driving hands hungry leaving hearts faint
Words fall between the lines we’re barely skimming – reading
Too few doubts no worries about sinning
Or singing or

I digress