Damn the tension that builds
You could cut it with a spork
Stuff like:
"I want you so bad"
"Im wet" and
"Fuck me" come
To my mind at these times
And the tears I cried when you left
Weren't a damn thing
Compared to how I
Fell for you
When you came back home
This single purpose has driven me
Pushed me and yet
Fucked me
To a distilled point where
Your juices are my eternal
Fountain of youth
Come to me one last time
Y let me enjoy what you offer
And goodnight
Copyright 2005 spirett
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