These orgasmic waves that ripple my soul.
The waves that help me lose my grasp on control.
The only thing that helps me sleep.
The thing that can bring even a strong man to weep.
A contradiction, a release, a way of life.
A night alone, with a girl, even your wife.
A dream, a touch, a kiss so soft.
A day, a night up in that loft.
A caress down the small of my back.
A trail of kisses to try to find and track.
A way for me to show my love
and maybe earn a few brownie points above...
Maybe it'll take me under five hours this time
endurance like that, I consider a crime
but my woman clings close to me in the night.
Grasping me like I'm her life raft's beacon light
So I guide her down this stream of pleasure.
even though she's a tad bit insecure
but these are things that the ripples will wipe clear.
Wipe away all the precious things that we all fear
but in those futile seconds of pure joy
nothing can avert or even annoy...

06/17/1999

Posted on 12/16/2003
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