Secret Sonnet #6

Dearest darling, don't you wish to bring joy
Into the sad world? Besides performance
For the stage? Come play my beloved boy
In venues more intimate. The entrance
Of the Venusian delta awaits
Her stern wooden soldier, master and lord
Of the glistening pink domain - the gates
Open and Private Johnson bobs forward:
Now show us the animal grace I know
You possess - possess the slick rosy slit
In most certain terms, relentlessly show
Her you are her boss and sweet quiver split.
Oh god if you will not soon be so kind
I fear I will lose my despairing mind.

This is the naughtiest sonnet yet - the naughty ones seem to be most popular. I could write a hundred of these.