Protect The Uterus

Red boots
marching down the boulevard
of broken dreams.
The beer flows like water
cascading down our throats
with quenching abandon.
Vodka and kahlua
brace my body
for the malt liquor impact.
Pizza is good
with two frosty mugs
of European brew.
Then by the pool
as the DJ's music pulsates
cocktails for two.
I smell the perfume
in your hair
as you lean against me.
As you dance dance dance
to the persistent beat
I watch completely entranced.
In due course Morpheus takes you
on a relaxing journey
to the world of dreams.
On the long voyage home
we stop to rest
and you protect the uterus.
Hold my hand
the rest of the way
into the endless night.