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I know what you’re capable of

I’ll try my best to keep my distance

You always reek of lust,

And the occasional post *** cigarette

I’ve seen what you’ve done to men,

With your pen, you open doors

Coax them in then lead them out,

Drunk on love, wanting more

I know all of this because,

You’ve been mind ***ing me for weeks

It wasn’t your intention

The blame solely rest on me

Those words on my computer screen

Were never penned for novice eyes

But I love ***ing with your sexetry

You start a line, I start to rise

You straddle me, take control

Stimulate with every prose

Line for line, connecting lips

Backspace, let’s sex again

Write me longer, don’t lose steam

I’ve recited you in many dreams

Keep me going, make me whole

*** my grammar… lose control

           Leave indentations in my sheets

Pen me bold, take me under

Highlight our time spent under covers

Build me up, strike me down

Love every word then throw me out