On that morning the feeling came over us,
That feeling of wanting each other,
We had time before we met friends,
So up to the bedroom we went.
Our clothes strewn over the floor
And naked into each other’s arms we went,
Our hands stroking each other ,
Our passion arousing as we touched each other.
Then it happened!
The telephone rang!
I answered it!
It was Sheila, the lady we were going to meet,
She could not make it this morning.
There I was naked talking to this lady
And my lover was stroking me.
The conversation ended
And we laughed and laughed
As our mornings plans had changed,
We could have made love all morning,
But no,
Now we could do what we always do,
Always do on a Saturday morning.
We stopped making love,
That could happen later
But we needed to go to our place,
Our place to have our coffee.
As I have always said
Like a parrot repeating itself,
“Coffee first! Coffee first!”
And now when we say Sheila
We just burst into laughter,
Laughter that brings so much joy,
So much joy in our lives.