I haven't been doing much porn lately Mistress Pamela was right
here is something I wrote a friend her heart was actually hurting
and my face got red and neck and ears were reddest and on fire
from the last sex I had
I think the thing that is so rare about life is love
and when it comes the coin she touched turns gold
and upon that date pressed a volume can be written
but the heart ache is so unfamilliar
like death living without the fear
and then the heart throb is gone
because our fragile heart could not take the stress of stressing
if she will be near here or forever there
your heart will be stronger for the next one
the more we break the less we can be broken
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