Of tight pursed cheeks
And humid balls
Goose pocked flesh
And baboon calls

Of leather cuffs
And strawberry jam
Of gimps, and
Lovers pushed in prams

Of goats and horses
Brash behaviours
Of men who pay
For womans favours

Of lovers spanked
For fun, for tears
Of whispered winds
In lovers ears

Of cherry centres
Lips so small
Of turgid romance
Steeped in gall

So Valentines
A winsome farce?
Or day to find
Some red-hot arse?