Our neighborhoods are programmed but we like to disobey
Orgasms at home or we’ll drive around laughing smoking hay
Before our bones break and pureed vegetables become a treat
We want to explore, get elevated and eat
Unzip our pants with erotic words flowing free
Play in her hair while she rubs my back faithfully.
Side by side, inside-outside we’ll ride as if this is our last night
It may be, glad we’re holding hands refusing to let our love spoil.