Sometimes
                      all   you really
                      need is a hug or
                      someone to just
                      tell you everything
                                 will be okay.

                      Okay, or some
                       rough  *** or
                           whatever
                 as nothing grows into
                          something.

                  Forgive my fingers,
                        for when they
                        find your body,
                     they  always  lose
                        themselves.

                         I always practice
                         safe ***, I always
                          tie her to the bed,
                          so she doesn't
                          fall out.

                         I love what you are...
                         what you do  to me, and
                         how you love me,
                         always trying so hard
                         to please me and I
         understand exactly what and who you are.

                                                           ­                              Jon York   2019