A Beautiful Thing

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The fact of the matter,
is I love sex.
It is a wonderful,
and beautiful thing.
After she catches four orgasms,
I am next.
I love listening to her scream.
I love feeling,
her soft naked body,
and laying down with,
the one I love.
The two of us laying still,
harmless as a dove...
Still, lately I haven't had any.
So yes I think about it,
in my spare time.
Whether it's hard or soft,
fast or slow,
it does not matter where.
Yet, I do not believe,
in premarital sex,
because then it turns to lust.
So I learned before,
to control my feelings,
because I would much rather have love.

  • Authors: Dion P. Crown (Pseudonym)
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  • Finished: June 7th, 2018 07:30
  • Limit: 6 stanzas
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