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This Intense Desire Does Not Wane
A Poem
You’ve got a patent on hot loving, dear Asha, so let’s make room for more of it and keep the cold outside where it belongs.
Please let’s do it again and again, break the streak someone somewhere has set.
I don’t promote our togetherness too much, I hope, but you’re the standard by which all goddesses are measured.
There’s so much attraction on my part, and you’re under no obligation to return these feelings, just make an exception and welcome me into your bed.
I can execute well in that place, maybe not so much with agriculture, nor do I play in a band.
But we have an understanding — that’s what makes it work so well.
See, my love, I’m just recording all of this for history’s sake, because with all the hullabaloo it wrecks my concentration.
If I only had a sane adviser to help me navigate this jungle!
It’s all a matter of perception, but you’ve got the biggest and best goodies if you know what I mean, it’s not folklore and I’m no child, what I mean is it’s practical for me to want you the way I do.
I’d remunerate you in some way if I could, but all I can do is be a little savage in the sack.
