My Darling Patient

I wish I was your patient,

If that consumes so much of your time, she complained

Well, in that case I will examine you thoroughly, he smiled mischievously

As it is I am deprived of sleep and love

I would love to sleep with you...

I won't use the stethoscope

To delve into your beats

Nor I will use a sphygmomanometer

To feel your gushing pressure

I will be beyond my degrees

I will simply slid my head

Under you chaste layers

And consume your being

The examination I will prefer

Will be with my tongue.

And your moans

Will be the melody in operating theatre

'Stop Dr', you will cry

But there won't be any help

For you did complain

'Wish I was your patient'.

So it will be your itch

And my cure

And that's how I prefer, to have you

My darling patient.

©LR