My Man
Oh this dark constant feeling of rejection
It stings, it aches and it grinds, it squeaks inside.
You invited me for half strong ******** -
Are these the rules you expect me to abide?
In sex we're free, there was not one restriction!
And yes we managed to negotiate well.
With a hot sticky feeling satisfaction
Crawls up within me as you decide to dwell.
In bed that night you were so sweet and caring,
You kissed, touched and caressed me with all your might.
You went along with my ideas daring
To try to feel something new that tender night.
And now not a single word from you, dear. Where
Is it? I was wrong about you once again!
What can I do if I like and live to care
For a significant other - for my man?
Copyright © Agatha Jetaime | Year Posted 2015
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