Stood on the edge of perfection
had at my left hand's beckon
a woman who'd do virtually anything
to satisfied my hunger and cravings.
Rather it be my stomach growling
or to get on her knees and begin
helping relief the feeling
of that day's situations, stressing
over money, over everything.
When I get home though, she's waiting
to give me dinner and offer me something
to drink, a movie rented for our viewing.
Pleasure and love were hand in hand then
I went and ruined it like the citizens
and politicians in that ancient Roman
Empire. I don't got advice, I'm not a prion
but I am a martyr of love's devotion;
so all I gotta say is if you in the position
to have a woman to love and each evening
holds you til you doze off and in the morning
is there, asking you what it is you are wanting
to have for breakfast. Even though she vegan
she don't mind grilling me a sandwich made of bacon.
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