03-27-2011, 01:00 AM
Sex is like a messy creche.
No matter how many toys you pick up,
despite wading through piles of diapers,
throwing blocks and spare ragdolls
into plastic containers,
you'll never see the floor again
(or not in its entirety).
How long have I yearned to discover the touch
of a woman pleases me?
How often have I wanted to take a dear friend,
trusted female, but never quite managed
to become excited? I prefer women.
Just not in the sack.
No matter how many toys you pick up,
despite wading through piles of diapers,
throwing blocks and spare ragdolls
into plastic containers,
you'll never see the floor again
(or not in its entirety).
How long have I yearned to discover the touch
of a woman pleases me?
How often have I wanted to take a dear friend,
trusted female, but never quite managed
to become excited? I prefer women.
Just not in the sack.
"We believe that we invent symbols. The truth is that they invent us; we are their creatures, shaped by their hard, defining edges." - Gene Wolfe