Consumed By Sex Poem by Randy McClave

I thought about you with lust
I thought that I was going to bust,
Remembering our nights together
Those pleasures I will remember forever.
The lingerie for me that you wore
Then you telling me to call you a who-re,
And then every night that we were in my bed
You did whatever I wanted or said.
When your children came to my house and slept
Into my bedroom every night you softly crept,
You had a boyfriend in another camp
And you didn't want your daughters to call you a tramp.
You loved playing with your adult toys
They were your battery operated dependable boys,
You too wanted and needed to peek
An orgasm you always did anxiously seek.
I still remember all the positions that we done
I ravished your like Attila the Hun,
But, it was you with the need and that desire
It was you who was my sex craving supplier.
I still remember your cries and all your moans
I loved your desires and your hormones,
But, now since you are now my ex
No longer am I consumed by you or sex.

Randy L. McClave