Seems something sucked
the love…the horniness out of the bedroom.
Time to spice things up.
A different place, perhaps?
I know you always wanted it
under the dead-end bridge near the courthouse.
Do danger and riskiness make you moist?
A different position, my love?
I know you wanted to try
putting your legs behind your head.
Does the deepest penetration make you wet?
Oh, my love, my darling.
It does not matter where we go or what we do.
I will still want you no matter what.
Always and all ways.
Published in Bare Back Magazine
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem