One Hundred Percent

Ninety-nine percent, 

I said was fine

I’m having fun

I didn’t mind

No, that just won’t do

You said to me

Repeatedly

That’s not enough

I need a clue 

Tell me what is good for you

I laughed, you smiled

We kissed a while

Approaching soon

The miracle mile.

Up and down, crossways too

Circular then something new

Closer still, holding tight

I think I just might see the light.

Inevitably it just came

Your efforts and your careful aim

Collapsing in your warm decent

I cried out loud, one hundred percent!

                                                                                          Laurie b. Ballard...April 2011