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Not Tonight
Just awaking in me to be something other than what I appear to be. Placement productivity, because this is what I appear to be. That sublime stature, of open emptiness, and lustful matter. That, “I keep it from you because I care”. You don’t want to appear harsh and unyielding, In your shielding the fact that you love another, And I’m cool with that. You see… I want something else tonight, Not to be the apprentice, to your significant other, I want something you never dare offer. Incurable senitivity, showmanship ambition for me, a guaranteed, Place in your heart, A place where I can lay, In your mind, with room, and space to grow, No… that’s right I don’t want sex tonight! You might think we’re still living in the moment, But we’ve been planning this all along; spontaneity was never an official issue, Because it’s me, I don’t want the second seat, I don’t want to be turn into the “old biddy” teaching live seminars “for the sure-fire way to monogamy”. So go home, run for that bus, Catch that train, Before you miss that plane, because i don’t want sex tonight. That touch I yearned for, was never the speeding ryhme, but that steal comfort that it’s going to last unequivocal. If I walk a hundred paces in from you, I don’t to have to worry. And hurry back, because i can’t trust the silence any longer. Play with my ears, the looking me in my eyes, kissing me with intensity, Is liable to increase my faith in us. I want more, than appears to be here, Devotion, extra attention, words that can send warm voltage, To my senses You have it in you; I just know that’s not for me now. So I love you, I do, okay, but your sex don’t make me safe, It doesn’t protect me from my conscience, when you leave. So go home please!
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