A poem.
Weekends are for madness, some are worse than others,
Sexual deviancy, underneath the covers;
Levelled and despondent, vibrations all around,
Energy and synergy – senses off the ground;
Play the game, absent shame,
Regardless and on fire;
Representing nature,
Carnal with desire;
Imagination takes you, within my personal life,
Always thinking of you, even though you’re strife;
Beckoning with my finger, eyes inviting you,
Nipples on full action, showing it to be true;
I need that certain moment to be all for me,
Frustration is seething in me, I need to set it free;
Anger scares the cage, the beast is cowering inside;
I scare myself with these emotions, I want to get off this ride;
Soften all this mayhem, stroke me, hold me close,
Bring my karma lighter, never say Adios.
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