at his behest

HERE I COME AGAIN

You compose it on my behalf
and
I will stamp it fast

I only know you do read
and
only you remain agreed
that my poetry does breed
but alas as Jess says
legs up in the air
come and read me,
if you can't come in
at least cum....
he does mean
and
now he is our poetry chef,
I can't or dare not take liberties
ere he mixes chillies
and
rum in my wine
and cuisine

but so be it

I shall compose
as I always do a poem as per norms
even if tis to be read only by you Ian
you are my guardian!