Jan 01, 2006 22:16
Tomorrow Will Cum
I sit here and wait
countless hours pass
lately it seems as if
we don't spend time, just you and I...
I miss you dearly
and wish you were hear
so i could shelter you
and keep away all your fear
i'll see you tomorrow though,
so please don't fret
because the sex we're going to have
will be the best yet...
poem
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