Wishful Thinking

Sex, sex, its a a magical thing
every single guy just wants to get it in
thrust, thrust they are filled with lust
pump, pump with their junk
sex, sex its a magical thing
woman, they want the simple things
they want the passion
and the romance
well guys you dont stand a chance
men just want to get off
they dont care about the cost
woman you just gotta wait
its ok go ahead and hate
sometimes woman like it hard and fast
as long as the guy dont have gas
well hopefully one day
it will last
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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August 18, 2011 at 6:58 AM
A warm welcome to PoetrySoup I offer to you today Rebecca. I wish for you the best in your writing endeavors whatever they may be. May you find inspiration by reading some of the poetry written here by other poets. Read and comment on their's and they will return in kind. May the sun shine on you that you might find great joy in your life. Love and blessing always, Carol
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August 18, 2011 at 1:05 AM
Love your poem. I really do try romance, though I'm not so good at it. But gas? No way; not ever! Anyway, Viva la difference! I'll try harder.
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