the bright yellow umbrella

yes we are stranded
but happy
all alone
to whisper, kiss, giggle in privacy

the sun reflects on you shiny bald head
I stroke your shoulder and pat your shiny bald  head
and tell you to be careful "the emptiness inside may overheat"
and then will be spoiled forever...

I even admit to you I love your empty spot there
that your empty head sprouts ideas I fancy
you grin and admit you fancy other things I have
I blush and we touch intensely and enjoy immensely

when it's over and we are both fully satisfied
I suggest you put up the yellow umbrella as a shade
so you can sit and write your magic seductice words
in the leatherbound diary

as a good puppy you sit and write
while I collect some fruits for us to enjoy
I even find some flint stones
maybe maybe later you can try to get a spark

I do suggest you break open the case of champagne bottels
drinking body tempature champagne
will still quench our thirst
and make our heads even happier

a sexy bald man with a wicked mind reinventing fire
and on the side totally capturing my heart, soul and body
a perfect moment in a perfect new world
luckily there are no snakes. or at least we have not noticed any yet

maybe the champaign
will even rekindle
our mutual sexual attraction
and we can have a scond helping?