Windows Love Dripping
You are all I have ever known
Since we were oh so very young
To the point I began to taste of your tongue
You were like my Windows 98
Compatible with my internal computer
But far to familiar i could operate you blind in the dark
And that is nice but it lacks spice
Spark and fire are what my heart desire's
Not knowing each move you make
1 step before and ahead of you
I haven't stopped loving you
Regrettably I am just no longer
Revved up by you
So does this mean we are over
I ask myself can I pave over
The nagging fact that our Sex life is over
And if the price for a proverbial roll in the hey
Is a price I am willing to pay
Above the Wallpaper on my Computer
Of you and our Children
The family home and life we have paved
I wish I could pop this pimple
Put my desire's to bed
Derail suck base thinking lust off track
And take me back to the place
When you were my final thought before bed
My stroke come dawn before morning
Why is Love so hard
After you have filled up my dance card
Shouldn't I love you more today
Than yesterday
If only Love
Was Memory on an Old Computer
There would be no need for cleaning windows
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