Permission

I safely flirt
from behind a screen
you may find that I relish
in being obscene

The difficult days
lead me to the crutch
to bait the desire
Am I asking too much?

Love's not the problem
it's quite easy to do
but we've hit that cruel barrier
where we don't ever screw

And I get quite divided
from my truth and my fiction
there are days that I suffer
from these sharp contradictions

Lust summons a shame
but it can deliver those highs
I wouldn't dabble so much
but those immaculate thighs

I don't wish to engage,
if there is a risk you could hurt
but you've got pants at my ankles
and you've unbuttoned my shirt

Chances are slim
that'll we'll ever cross paths,
but you've granted me access
to a sweet pussy and tight ass

There is never a worry
we get to play unprotected
the only threat in the way
is if we ever get detected

But that kind of thinking
will always cloud things with doubt
maybe the best course of action
is just to chill the fuck out.

Embrace the crazy spectrum,
and that collection of many traits,
the days of demonizing are over
...go ahead, masturbate.