I sat on your bed, boiling hot Aching all over. I stared up at the Stars we had plastered-together On your ceiling. Your hand touched your crotch-the mattress Moved side to side, I just wanted your hand on My forehead, words like: “You are the most Beautiful girl I have ever known.” Although, Had you made such a comment,
I would not have believed you.
I sat boiling hot, like in hell, sweat on my back, and on my *******-but I did not want you to touch them. So your hand grabbed at your crotch, I heard your moaning As I sat comatose, still, waiting As you pleased a biological extremity-a hungry and base Instinct to ***