Ant Smith

All poems

Songs of experience

If I were to tell you
What I have in mind
Would you run, run and run
Would you run and hide?

If you caught me looking
At you in this way…
Would you smile and lightly
Try to slink away?

…Or are you deeply into me
Like I’d like to be
Into you, into you,
Into, into, into, into
Wanna be into you

If in your sleep I touch
That I think is mine
Would you moan in your dream
Would you squeal, would you scream?

If I took you roughly
Creep up from behind
Would you say “I do Declare”
Or chance, or chance, or chance
Chance would be divine.

…For are you deeply into me
Like I’d like to be
Into you, into you,
Into, into, into, into
Wanna be into you

If I were that monster
Mommy warned you off
Would you pack your things n’go
Or rip your clothing off?

I think I know you well enough
For you are deeply into me
Into me, into me,
Into, into, into, into
You are into me