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They do try to call
He'd have me exude sexuality
That's effortless; as is all the romance
That drifts in gentle serial form to me,
On his instruction I join in the dance;
I'll follow you with fervour 'til your course
Becomes too disconnected; interest
Then fades to mere affection; if you force
Your potent prick upon me, then I'll test
Your measure with flirtations; as I blush
And put you at your ease, you may carouse,
Building your hopes until they feel robust;
But like a house of cards, their collapse shows
That love is evanescent and the sea
Is full of my belonging sexually.
That's effortless; as is all the romance
That drifts in gentle serial form to me,
On his instruction I join in the dance;
I'll follow you with fervour 'til your course
Becomes too disconnected; interest
Then fades to mere affection; if you force
Your potent prick upon me, then I'll test
Your measure with flirtations; as I blush
And put you at your ease, you may carouse,
Building your hopes until they feel robust;
But like a house of cards, their collapse shows
That love is evanescent and the sea
Is full of my belonging sexually.
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