Why do you never fill me up Gary

You make love beautifully

But you do not fill me up

It is like going on a journey

And not reaching the destination

Do I look like a petrol pump

Am I brightly coloured

And illuminated at night

I am not saying that

I just want you to fill me up

I want to receive your loving seeds

I have a lovely voice Rebecca

And am celebrated in many cities

Is that not enough for you

I want to own all of you Gary

Including your wonderful voice

I am not going away you know

And intend to set up home

On your impressive forecourt