It was a long way

On the road

To get to you

Babe

So long

I got tired

And had to stop

Along the way

Now I swear

That when I pulled in

To the stop

There was no thought

Other then sleep

No thought

Of play

But you know me

And my trucker

Loving ways

When I saw

The big black rig

Parked in its space

You in my mind

Were temporarily

Misplaced

And the bunnies

On the wheel flaps

Just fueled my fantasies

Of a brawny

Black bearded

Blue jean clad

Flannel topped

Trucker

Straight

Making butt babies

His wiry chest

And belly hair

Sweat caked

On my back

His hands clasped

On my hips

To get purchase

To plow deep

Groaning

As we both reach

Release

I am back

On my way now

Be home

shortly

CALDER WOLFE