Poem: Make me hate you one last time before we say goodbye.

Make me hate you one last time before we say goodbye.

Make me hate you one last time before we say goodbye, because if you don’t, how will I ever let

you leave? I will pull you back in here, to stay and love me so. We have been through so much

together it’s true, but now I need you to give me a reason to let you go for good. because when

your body rocks, your body talks. and I know how you drive me wild. So make me hate you one

last time before we say goodbye, so i can sleep tonight.

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Pass a shop window, where a large statue is displayed, depicting a sexy scene of a woman

being kissed by an angel, bodies intertwined. The woman appears first and there's the angel’s

head bending over her, wings above. Walking past, the view unfolded and i checked out his

crotch. His penis is there, but small like a little finger, non-errect. I thought about how it should

have been large, pulsing, ready for entry. Everything else was set up for that to fit... and this one

small detail made all the difference. .. this turned what would have been a highly steamy scene

turned into a totally different kind of P-G "holy" kiss.