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If you prick us do we not bleed (1990s)
Unexciting comfort was now the hope
She was my age,looking for much the same.
Nothing much to talk about. Easy to cope.
No surreptitious passions to inflame.
Each of the other's carnal wants took heed.
For her, penetration meant all; teasing
Fellatio amused her; for me a lead
To the next entry and then the coming.
In age, sex is a long wanted replay.
In her marriage, children had had no place.
Despite hysterectomy, her finale
Was then to suck in semen- just in case!
If you prick us, do we not bleed? And dream
Of what might have been beyond the last scream.
She was my age,looking for much the same.
Nothing much to talk about. Easy to cope.
No surreptitious passions to inflame.
Each of the other's carnal wants took heed.
For her, penetration meant all; teasing
Fellatio amused her; for me a lead
To the next entry and then the coming.
In age, sex is a long wanted replay.
In her marriage, children had had no place.
Despite hysterectomy, her finale
Was then to suck in semen- just in case!
If you prick us, do we not bleed? And dream
Of what might have been beyond the last scream.
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