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Click hereSex is an enigma,
Let's be honest here,
Sex is awkward.
The mess,
The smell,
The accidental boners.
Ever sneeze in your lovers face?
Yeah that happened.
Ever fart as he penetrates you?
Yep that happened too.
How about your first kiss?
Awkward positioning followed by an attempt at what you saw once on some movie about love,
Left...oh wait...right...fuck it...attack!
First french?
Oh Jesus, let's just agree to never speak of that again.
That first time you ever got it on..."This hole right?"
Uhh no.
First blow job, "Do I actually blow?"
Again, no.
And yet sex is so attractive.
It will make you tingle and slicken at the mere mention.
We dream of it,
Ruminate on it,
It excites us,
It burns in us,
Creates this insatiable itch,
This craving,
This need that can only be satisfied by a good strong fucking.
What the fuck?
Literally.
Not sure about the poetic value here, but the honesty of the writing is very appealing, even more than in your other two poems, which I also like as apparent expressions of your innermost feelings.