Nawalt

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An epic style poem. Read from the woman's POV.
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I sit here and think
About his future, what will it bring?
He doesn't have our prospects
As soon as the interviewer, looks inspect.
And the day will come when
His folks die off, then what then?
He relies on them for moral support
The only people with he has a rapport.
I am careful when I see him, he needs love too
But for moral and sexual support, what will he do?
A loner he is, not having anyone
And none to go with, for clean and dirty fun.
Right now all he does is masturbate
Should I be his support, in place of the State?
And should I give him consensual sex
He's probably never had before, purplexed.
I so want to help him and give him advice
To lose some sexual freedom of my own, to sacrifice?
Like his diet, grooming, glasses and posture
Me helping him would be a gateway to his pleasure.
I want to compliment him and build him up
Could I change his perception, even when he feels unattractive?
Things like, 'You look good for your age' and 'Here comes the hunk!'
His desirability will then become our narrative.
I want to compliment his dick and squirting
For his age I mean, his testicles still producing?
Then I want to get him riled up by rubbing his chest
Then I'll masturbate him, and tell him he's still the best.
Then he can suck on my toes and lick my feet
Would it take a bit extra, like that at his age?
But, I still want him validated as a sexual being
Get him out of his involuntary sexless cage.
I want to lay beside him in bed
Would I convince him he's sexy, all the time?
I'll tell him I've upgraded, under the bedspread
And, he will place his leg on top of mine.
I want to cook him lavish dinners
Will he like my cooking, on top of my sexual prowess?
In the sheets and on the stove, our lust will simmer
To be taken in by a Sexual Goddess.
He will move in with me
And for him will I, make my house homey?
We will build a home indefinitely
And I will convince him that yes, he IS sexy -

He IS worthy!

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