I would not be denied

A poem about sex

It was all about the sex
she said,
Exercised our intellects
he said,
Why are you so polite

We talked ’til all night

Bullshit, we made love, alright

Mmmmm and we cuddled
he replied,
While I played with your dick
she beamed,
It was all about the sex
he cried.

But we created a fable
he said
and then we made love
she said
it was over the kitchen table
he begged
No! It was definitely in bed.
she quipped

I kissed you so tender and light

I pulled you closer
she sighed
You had that look that night

I lost all composure

we made love alright

I would not be denied
she cried
It was all about sex
he sighed

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