You are always with me
And have a certain flair
You always do my bidding
Detached of any care
You do not ever question
Or think anything’s amiss
Like partners in crime
You render me to coital bliss
So intimately touching
As you join me in my bed
Caressing my hot sex
As if in braille, can be read
To conjure joy euphoric
In afterglow that lingers
Oh, where would I be dear friends
Without ten naughty fingers?
