Ball Games

The bald spot decorating your head
catches the light, shines like a bowling ball
"years of wear and tear" you said.

The shape of your stomach under that top
bears an uncanny resemblance to a rugby ball
you told me "i really dont mind the flop"

your vital organ of reproduction,
little more than a ping pong ball
dont do much in the way of seduction

your mood fluctuating up and down
nearly as bouncy as a rubber ball
from frown to smile, smile to frown

lying in bed at night, and your snore
can be heard from one side of the football
pitch to the other, too loud to ignore

but bowls, rugby, football or pingpong
I love you and I need you despite them all
and it's with you that I truly belong