NIGHT ANGEL
©Trev Teasdel Coventry October 1969
As I sauntered through
The bedrooms of the Knight
I had an odd sensation
As if I was being followed
A sense of naked glory
Gripped me fearlessly
I became all freaky
My sweat it hid in shame
As I gazed helplessly upon
The naked night angel.
She led me to her heaven
Through curtains soft n sexy
Her transparent truths
Were shaking like a tail
As I issued forth
Through the serpents of temptation
To endlessly indulge in our
Intimate transfiguration.
The night I spent my sixpence
With the naked night angel.