Making Love

Drinking water all night, jerking off on the Sabbath, and feeling the night making me feel alive, Sabrine she left me a year ago- a lie or two broke me apart; giving too much of love, giving her my heart and knowing that she'd lose it, and I sit in the dark room with one window open, listening to the people next door making love, and the bed frame slamming against the wall, thinking "Holy Moly brother, give her a break, she'll break on you!" but then remembering my next door neighbors were lesbians. Then I remember Sabrine again, letting lose with other men, while she still is trying to get into college, she was a good girl and a nice friend, one you wish you could ask for, wanting to make love with her, but she is with another guy- living in California, but sometimes I think she turned lesbian and is swinging with other women on Skid Row, feeling up each other's shirts and skirts- it makes me hard- see I still think of her, but now in a different light. .2.23.2014.