Did You Come? Poem by gershon hepner

Did you come last night, or were you faking?
I could not really tell for I
was biased, so excited, aching
for all the love that you supply
abundantly, so uninhibited
that when I’m horny, getting hard,
as soon as you have let me dip it-it
denoting what you’ve caught off guard-
I can’t discriminate between what’s real
and what’s surreal. That’s why I ask
if you came last night, though I truly feel
there was no vacuum in your flask.

3/12/06