Sex and Sex and Sex
by LateNiteFantasy©
Do sex and sex and sex fill up your mind
Entirely, when you settle down to read?
It seems that sex and sex and sex inclined
Deep-seated sins of lust. Such is your need.
For it's with sly delight, I plant each word,
Though you protest at how deep I embed,
This sex and sex and sex may seem absurd,
And build a vertigo within your head.
You may seem dizzy, but I am obsessed,
With penetrative insights of your form,
My sex and sex and sex might interest,
The doctors of neurosis. Please inform
them of the words I've sent. There is no doubt
that sex, sex ,sex is all we think about.
