Windows Love Dripping

You are all I have ever known Since we were oh so very young To the point I began to taste of your tongue You were like my Windows 98 Compatible with my internal computer But far to familiar i could operate you blind in the dark And that is nice but it lacks spice Spark and fire are what my heart desire's Not knowing each move you make 1 step before and ahead of you I haven't stopped loving you Regrettably I am just no longer Revved up by you So does this mean we are over I ask myself can I pave over The nagging fact that our Sex life is over And if the price for a proverbial roll in the hey Is a price I am willing to pay Above the Wallpaper on my Computer Of you and our Children The family home and life we have paved I wish I could pop this pimple Put my desire's to bed Derail suck base thinking lust off track And take me back to the place When you were my final thought before bed My stroke come dawn before morning Why is Love so hard After you have filled up my dance card Shouldn't I love you more today Than yesterday If only Love Was Memory on an Old Computer There would be no need for cleaning windows