If you mend my pink bicycle

I will cook for you

Wearing just a brief apron


if you mend my pink bicycle

I will become your Muse

Deep in the city of X Toulouse


If you mend my pink bicycle

I will share your wide bed

When you are overseas


If you mend my pink bicycle

I will slowly undress for you

As long as you shade your eyes


If you mend my pink bicycle

I will wait naked for you

At a disused bus station


If you mend my pink bicycle

I will write a this poem for you

Using green invisible ink




Lou



Erotic Poems of Autumn (2026)