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Broken

Broken

My mind is so active, I write poems all the time, tales of sex, love and bondage but sadly they're not mine

Of making love for hour's with a manhood hard and strong the way my life used to be, before my spine went wrong

When I was fully functional, when I was fully in my prime, I look back and sigh now, that was such a better time

I could do anything with you, play sex games in my bed, now they are just fantasies or dreams made in my head

So now I'm left with just my hands and a wicked tongue, slide yourself across my face, I'm sure I'd make you cum

But I hope when you read my poetry, you might get moist and wet, being the broken poet, it's the closest I will get

Laying so far away from you, though I'm hiding deep inside your head, trying to arouse you, whilst you read in bed

Poetry designed to make you moist, make you wiggle in your chair, so you think of me though you know I'm just not there

Though my bodies broken, my heart and mind is strong, soon I'll send more sexy poetry, to help your day along

Ron

Written by averageJoe69 (Ron Summers)
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