Don’t bless me when I
Sneeze, you have no idea
Just how much it burns.
She missed the misery… too much.
Parts of her were definitely broken.
I imagine you screaming in ecstasy.
Her asking for permission spoke volumes.
If you could see, you would.
You don’t have to coerce her,
To get all that you need.
You don’t have to yell or scream,
To hear her beg and plead.
You don’t have to push her down,
To get her on her knees.
You don’t have to call her “Whore,”
To have her saying, “Please?!”
You don’t have to threaten her,
Or the female gender.
You don’t have to raise a hand,
For a sweet surrender.
You don’t have to cause her pain,
To have your will obeyed.
You don’t have to be violent,
In order to get laid.
If you want to know just how,
To get that same effect,
You only have to love her
And treat her with respect.
She’s a galaxy yearning for exploration.
You bring poetry to my lips.