In the face of right and wrong
I dedicate this little song

Hmmm Hmmmm Mmmmm
”Clears throat”

Belladonna, Me Belladonna

In the wanting dreams of late
your body and Mine postulate
here we study the Celtic Cross
with kisses dipped in chocolate sauce

A poem is read in special light
As I try to thrill and delight
Maybe a little nibbled toe
moving higher ever so

A sip of coffee deprived till now
Puts a happy crinkle in my brow
now awake with a caffeine rush
I partake to make you blush

Fingers gliding in feather touch
your fingers in my hair do clutch
Pushing me to where I belong
I start to hum my little song

Chorus!

Belladonna, Me Belladonna

In the wanting dreams of late
your body and Mine postulate
here we study the Celtic Cross
with kisses dipped in chocolate sauce

In my deepest tone of vibrato
you will feel like you hit lotto
let the balls drop where they may
lucky numbers are coming your way

With a little swish and swirl
I give your body a tender twirl
strumming beauty in arpeggio
whispering to a crescendo

With cello snuggled between my thighs
A Melody of sensual chords arise
Violins tingle inside senses reach
While Drums pound the breach

Notes play out from this quartet
harmonies encased in pure velvet
Bodies react in rhythmic sync
In a flood of purple and pink

When music glides side by side
where sopranos and tenors do reside
the conductor waves his final stride
Erupting with a concerto deep inside

Chorus!

Belladonna, Me Belladonna

In the wanting dreams of late
your body and Mine postulate
here we study the Celtic Cross
with kisses dipped in chocolate sauce