I have often wondered how it would be,
to be more like you and be less like me
You will not find under my pillow a knife,
no plans or contemplation on how to take a life.
My world would revolve purely around my needs and desire
No amount of nagging, begging or pleading would ever lit a fire
I would simply sit back, content to watch you carry the load
My whole urgency very similar to that of a dying toad
Perhaps I would also only make an effort ever so few
Not giving a fuck, that the green pool made you stew
I would also want you to chase me for sex day and night
Then tell you : "dont nag me" you're a damn desperate sight
I could also then just relax let you work my cock on top
Having you find you own orgams or if you dont, well then ... not
My three concerns would be me myself and I
I would put you at number four, oh god just dont cry!
I'd be unaware that one day you could take flight
Leavin me here in the darkness without your love and your light.
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