people make it sound like such a chore
like they can't even bare to do it anymore
but they can't know how good it felt
until they meet the one who good under the belt.
he's got a smooth demenor
but rougher moves
you'll never know how good
untill you feel him move
he's not a spoil sport
no condom in sight
all he asks
is for you to be tight.
written by bleeding mascara
Carissa McBride
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sex-4/
