SEX IS A FOUR LETTER WORD
Sweet
seductive voice of
Her
from mere hours away,
Dangling
the forbidden fruit
Over
my head.
The
lustful red lips utter
Words
that make me quake
And
shiver in utter passion
But
no one is there for me
To
share it with.
Moments
that last a lifetime.
The
fruit is right there,
Inviting
and tempting,
But
the more I reach out for it,
And
the more I tell it I need it,
The
more distant it gets.
The
only sex in the air
Is
the sound of the fruit
Fucking
with my head.
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