At about two thirty this morning

You turned around to hold me

In our centre bed

And although I was half asleep

I enjoyed the feel of your breasts against my back

And the caress of your soft pubes against my arse

All was silent in our coastal room as the moon shone

With a light abandon through our shine windows

I will buy that bear my love

You shall always have that bear

You said almost silently as your fingers stroked my shoulder

That will be nice so very nice

I replied as I broke from a distant dream

But it was not to be for when your returned from the town

Your bag was thin and lacked the bulk of my dream gift

When I mentioned this to you the words were denied

You had no memory of the promise nothing at all

I would have called the bear Mr Roosevelt

What a handsome bear you are you are

What a handsome bear you are