Life is a sexually transmitted terminal disease
where you spend your whole life trying to appease.
You slick the steel wheels of life and time
and you think of the commitments to the many ah crime.
You deal with it all and tuck away all your rage
while you bide your time in a paper made cage.
You find someone with to share your days,
someone who can appease all the sexual plays.
Someone who makes you feel whole.
Someone who fills that spot in your soul.
Someone with whom you can sweat and drool.
Someone who doesn't think that you look like a fool.
Beads of sweat and pleasure stain the sheets
and with your desires meeting over-bounding feats..
Someone who fills all the spaces with love and grace.
The person who can make that funny look on your face.
The grasper of visions behind closed eyes.
That middle of the night waking surprise.
Sweat and love are all that will remain
since to most, love is only measure by the stain.
Life is a sexually transmitted terminal disease
Where, when it comes to love its always do as they
please...

10/20/2003

Posted on 10/20/2003
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