My ‘Pedro Woman

I have a 'Pedro woman
That quotes Bukowski
She cooks and she cleans
And she mends my injured soul

She fastens the belts
To immortality
Jumps on my lap
And wants to go
As fast as it will go

No beer quenches my thirst
Like the taste of her lips
upon my lips

I can love
I'm going to love
I'm in love

And she drinks all of it
With me