Up it won’t rise,
Off it won’t go,
Sometimes the meds I know,
Never complained did you ‘bout the size…
Sometimes its just you I need,
My sexuality you just feed,
Inside I plant my seed,
For kids, thank the gods, we will never succeed…
I love everything about you,
The curves, the corners, above or below, your view,
Together we grew,
Much faster for me when of me you blew…
© ed ;-) 3/19/09
Edvard(k) The mouth-shut Elder
Newfie hugs, Rose
Fee