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Uninteresting Poem Without a Title (thurs, 16 nov 2017)
When our daughter said
Something unkind, remember
How i said you are
Still so beautiful to me...
T'was you that pushed me away
...
You had asked me if
Sex was all we had in our
Relationship, love
Now we are both lonely for
These three years, awaiting you
...
Maybe saturday
While our daughter is away
I sit you on the
edge of the bed, use my Tongue
to communicate passion
...
The way that i can
The way that i still know how
The way that i love
The way that i wish you loved
Fore play is how i show love
Something unkind, remember
How i said you are
Still so beautiful to me...
T'was you that pushed me away
...
You had asked me if
Sex was all we had in our
Relationship, love
Now we are both lonely for
These three years, awaiting you
...
Maybe saturday
While our daughter is away
I sit you on the
edge of the bed, use my Tongue
to communicate passion
...
The way that i can
The way that i still know how
The way that i love
The way that i wish you loved
Fore play is how i show love
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