A Sapphic Poem

Come back with me, Pat, and enliven my night
Yes, you, my dear love, with Lancastrian lilt;
Come back to my flat, fill my life with delight
And dampen my quilt.

We met in the Gay Village up here in Manc,
Your frenzied embrace set my dark heart afire,
I then from your secret secretion soon drank
My deepest desire.

We journeyed to Lesbos, a cheap package tour,
Your sun-kissed brown nipples I crudely would grab
Then order, as you pinned me down on the floor
A doner kebab.