Tuesday, July 07, 2009
 | He may be new. Even a little sharp. My style still controls. Maybe always will. Sure is nice to have. His bodies not mine. You remember nightly. A touch that should. No fulfillment is fine. Does he know. Temporary is raw. A fix to get through. Eyes closed we meet. Blind to whos on top. Why not find the one. We know its not me. There is one though. I thought you learned. Honest hurt you. Truths would hurt him. Seems wrong to me. But its your habit. Satisfied by wants. The need for needing. Who do you think about. It is what you want. But with my body. |
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