November 24, 1997
Come, Let's Play
by Daniel Kolos
Come, let's play!
Let's play five year olds.
Stark naked, we'll look at each other
And that's all we'll do.
Come, let's play ten year olds.
We'll show no emotions
As we play a game called
"Find the Button!"
I'll give you a button
And you hide it somewhere
On or inside you.
Then I'll go over every inch
Of your body until I find it.
What great exploration!
Later, when we play thirty-five,
I will explore you again -
With my tongue!
Come, let's play fifteen year olds.
We'll be knowing and dead serious.
I'll have my arms around your shoulders
And won’t let go no matter what.
When no one is looking,
I'll slip my hands under your sweater
and fondle your breasts.
Between the time school is out
And we arrive home,
There are so many places
Where we can screw,
But only if you want to.
Another time, come,
Let's play twenty.
I'll sneak you into my dorm room
And we'll make love like bunnies.
Come, let's play twenty-five.
We'll shower together,
We'll hug and kiss
And let the water form a pool
Between your breasts and my belly.
Then - I'll drop the soap.
I wish we could play a married couple,
But that's no play!
Making love to the rhythm of a budget,
Procreating to the tune of a mortgage,
It's like selling our soul to the highest bidder.
Go away, let's not play.
Come back when you are fifty.
Come, let's play:
Let's play Tantra.
Come, sit on me and we'll bliss out.
You don’t' have to say anything.
Come! Let's play seventy-five.
I'll call from next door
And make love to you over the phone.
You'll invite me over
To sneak through your back door
And while still in the hallway,
You'll pull me into your closet
Filled with old clothes you kept all these years.
I'll fold open your comfy housecoat,
Press you against the bed of clothes
And try to make love to you.
Come, let's play in the closet.
Let's play two or three times a year,
But come, let's play!
Come, let's lie together
When we are one hundred.
It might be a bit cold
And our bones might feel rather stiff,
But our flesh will have nurtured
So many flowers
For the birds and the bees to come and play.
Published on the Web at www.mytown.ca in January 2005 for Charlotte’s Other Web Erotic poetry collection at
Published in Lust – Quills Annual Erotic Magazine, Vol. 1, page 92
www.quillslustpoetry.com Vancouver, BC. 2004
Published in SLIPPED OUT, Daniel Kolos’ first poetry collection, Pendas Productions, London (Canada), 2003
Read at Words in Concert, Erotic poetry evening, Free Times
Cafe, Toronto, Dec., 1997, by invitation from Sharon Singer who ran that poetry
Revised November 8, 2001
Read at Poetica, the Monday evening reading series in Toronto, on November 13, 2001
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