SEX
Sex is what I want and I do get it
When I ask you to forgive me
And allow my hands to touch you
On the nipple and hairs of your legs
That go under the shaver whenever you
Use it to show that you are
About to be me and not though you want to
Because you show so many others
What to do for the tiny bit of wealth
They inherit from their dad’s and Moms who live
In an attitude of a less known fervour
When the do it behind the door of their bedrooms
And allow not the child to see for themself what it is
That makes whole the words of evil
Thy name is one of them
And that is why I sin for you in public
And you for us.
Bye!
Bruce
TOO LONELY TO MAKE SENSE - AGELESS POETRY - DADA 