CALL IT WHAT IT IS

Fucking is that what you call it
and all the time I thought we were
making love and you were just
making time….

Oh it was good that nice hard cock
of yours slamming between my thighs
ramming harder and harder as my
screams descended into sighs

Fucking is that all it was for you
On the phone and IM all night long
Speaking words of love,
Of forever and day, all the while
Knowing you had no intentions to stay

Fucking is what we did and we did it a lot
the memories of your tongue on my clit
still makes me hot…
the way your cock felt on my tongue
the taste of your sweet cum

Fucking is all it was for you and
I cannot understand how I did not see
maybe because while I was fucking you
your thoughts were of others you were FUCKING
and not ME….