It’s Just Sex

it’s just sex, it’s just sex
im drenched in our sex
and youre being nice today,
yeah, you know, youre really ok

youre loyal and you come
when i call you
i always love a good
dog, there’s no denying

its just sex, it’s just sex
again, and again
and again.

you come closer
and closer
and closer
to me

and i dont say
i love you
cause i dont
but its in me
it comes in
and out of me,

like so many words
unspoken
and unmeant,
the wanting
to say it
for no reason
but that
it gushes

i love this feeling

too much

i think about it
in a way
thats not literary
or romantic

it’s just all the sex
im drenched in

i fucking love it

6 thoughts on “It’s Just Sex

  1. Something truly lovely about this to me… “like so many words
    unspoken
    and unmeant,
    the wanting
    to say it
    for no reason
    but that
    it gushes”

    1. im glad. your insights are great-i thought this was an ugly poem but my feelings changed shortly after-sometimes i dont know myself

  2. The sexual innuendo is not lost upon me. Your particular choice of words may escape some, but I know that you choose every word and every syllable very very carefully, don’t you Georgia? This one is far from ugly. It drives the point home…so to speak.

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