I put on perfume and sexy
underwear just for you tonight
in case you decided to take me
out and show me a good time
but no call or message left me
in my lace and underwire
and time alone spent waiting at home
doused my patient sexual fire
I'm tiring of trying to please you
and appease your attraction
I'm finding it hard to cease
intolerance of your inaction
get in the sack sure it's a cure
but only as band-aids remove
I'd like to see for once your heart
bled for something to prove
Thursday, March 26, 2009
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memories & previous plans
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- Love's Contract's Cataract
- Laced In Your Failing To Arrive
- Dark Land Of The Done
- The Accost Of Friendship
- Unicorn
- Another Week Till We Meet And Of These Things Can ...
- Afterwards, I Kept You In My Arms
- It Never Ends With Sense
- Upon Condition Of Tomorrow
- How Do I Tell You, Lover: No?
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