friends and lovers

does it seem to you, my little slut,
that life's adventures are in a rut?
why chase and chase illusive ends
when the best is found in sex with friends?

high romance beckons one and all,
if in perfect love we could just fall.
such thing may very well exist
but passion's found in wanton tryst

of all the loves that i have had,
not one compares to being "bad"
with stranger who becomes close friend;
lust's hot reward need never end


friends and lovers, redux
(or, want to be fuck-buddies?)

if pleasure is a worthy goal,
why complicate it so?
my life has shown with lover-friends
a chance to always grow

becoming with each other then
united on two planes,
intimacy and orgasmic bliss
with far fewer of life's pains

friends make great lovers, it is true
i know this from the facts
share secrets, hopes and dreams, my friend
as well as, wild sex acts

life's lessons are not free, you know;
we learn from each mistake.
you've paid your price and so have i
it's friends i wish to make

there's freedom in our warm embrace;
friend/lover line now blends.
let's blur distinctions, that we may be
fuck-buddies who "make" our friends