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I Just Seen A Face but My Pen Looks At Them All The Same

I dream in specifics and write in generalities
or so it seems in regards to fantasy

For my dreams feature individuals
activities varied, more often good
naughty are many in counting
with a taking care of my wood

And even the bad ones
I recall the names and the deeds
if any more real
oh how my heart would so bleed

But in writing I reflect
and comes a sensual belief
that even the least comely female
can provide my wanted relief

Adorned with the knowledge
what she put on has such an affect
like a cat chasing a mouse
I am destined to make that trek

Not a figure sculpted from marble
is needed for what we will do
only left with one taste
when again is the craving due?

In fact a waif sort of scares me now
thinking of vigorous lovemaking and such
the v of the legs that is solid
so makes a man want to touch

Having something there to hold onto
with the trusts and shakes of the rod
like two trains that must collide
Am I mistaken or did she say something about god?
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