If I were winter, spring, summer, or fall, would you love me less? If I were taller, if I were plump, would you still touch me? If I were less clever, less witty and slower with my tongue, would it diminish the way you take me in your arms and silence me with your mouth? If I were pious, if I were pure and not naughty at all, would it make me less wet when you use me and I use you? Would it make you less hard? You don't want to talk, don't need to know who I am, you want to take, and I want to be taken. What else is there? |