Get up, I feel like being
a sex machine, you raise my hopes
like mountains made for skiing,
I want to navigate your slopes.
Go down on me, it feels
so good to share with you a ride
while I dig in my heels
preparing for a glorious glide.
Inspired by a song by James Brown, “Get Up, I Feel Like Being a Sex Machine, ” whose words are mysteriously not available on the web. James Brown died on December 25,2006.
12/26/06
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I would like to translate this poem
wow! ! ! good inspiration gershon