Thursday, 22 January 2009

Thinking With A Hard On incomplete

A kiss and a fumble
And a roll in the hay
You were available
She was away
I was thinking with a hard on
Not with a clear mind
Using my intimate friend
For what he was designed
I told you you meant nothing to me
It was only sex
No 'happy ever after' s
No thoughts of what comes next
A night of wild passion
Inhibitions left elsewhere
A night of stars and fireworks
A morning of no cares
I was thinking with a hard on
Not with a clear mind
Using my intimate friend
For what he was designed
Don't wanna find my rabbit
Boiling nicely on the hob
Don't want your late night phone calls
Or a visit at my job..................................

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