A Fine Suited Man With Terrible Inklings

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A fine suited man with terrible inklings
Hands on her shoulders; easy to confide
Pouring drinks & erasing her sadness
Falling by the wayside with time & tide
Beauty is merely a natural configuration
Each button gone, an uncontrollable urge
His intentions told with a silent tongue
Embraced & now they lovingly merge

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I See You’re Feeling Sassy

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I see you’re feeling sassy
Now it is time for you to kneel
Pour us another cup of tea, Dear
Your lace details for me to feel
There’s a swing to your strut
Moments of electric bliss to share
Finding pleasure within serving
Another tea party in our underwear

I Like Foreplay

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I like foreplay

My chance to slowly deliberate

To uncover the forever unseen

Primal urges for me to manipulate

I can take you to your dreams

Your precious time I’ll never waste

Delaying gratification untold hours

I need to savor my favorite taste

The World Keeps On Spinning Without Us

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The world keeps on spinning without us
But it can’t stop me from loving you
Time & distance are temporary burdens
Until this deployment is finally through
I take each day as a stepping stone
Cherishing all that you’ll forever mean to me
Through the years we’ve survived strife
For this isn’t the first moment of adversity

That Time For Announcing A Thankful Heart

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That time for announcing a thankful heart
Admittedly, I’m luckier than I could know
I’m grateful for a cozy home to return to
She’s statuesque; putting on a show
A very fine ensemble with cleavage peeking
I can tell they’re lonely, in need of my kisses
Alas, it’s not the time for anything more
She’s busy, my housewife, my missus
But up her shirt I slowly slither
This wasn’t the next task she had planned
But it’s rather chilly outside
How else shall I warm my cold hands

Time Can Water Down Revolutions

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Time can water down revolutions
Make you think it’s all through
You’ve settled into the motions
Somehow your spirit failed you
But we have some hidden secrets
Something that keep the motor running
No use in divulging your very own truth
Locked lips; the sign of something more cunning

You Know The Type

You know the type

Running off to sail the oceans

Claiming to be a dread pirate

Wishing for some sort of motion

A stagnant life killing the soul

Truth is, he only ever wanted to be with you

This is the life chosen, so time to live

Easy to forget the water’s real hue

This Is Where I Come In

This is where I come in

Handing out cliches like its going out of style

Harboring back to my post cold war days

I’m not much, but I keep moving with this ridiculous smile

Doing my best to ignore definitions & expectations

Traditional conventions can lead us straight to hell

I’d rather lose the script & live life free

Circumventing society to find a happiness you can’t sell

You don’t have to believe me nor think highly of me

But your soul depends on you creating some sort of magic

For to traipse through this existence without thought

Will be to forgo all beauty of inspiration, thus living tragic

Why Are You Sittin’ Way Over There?

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Why are you sittin’ way over there?

C’mere, let’s have a lovin’ tussle

Slide across this ol’ bench seat

Time you felt some American muscle

Cruisin’ at over their speed limits

Where to? We’ll be there in a snap

Hike your skirt up a little more, girl

Why not, crawl over here to my lap

You won’t be needing these panties

And if I might tell you the truth

I merely wish to taste your sweetness

To drink endlessly of your Fountain of Youth

Sitting With Pirates & Thieves

 

Sitting with pirates & thieves

But you’re wandering about the old oak tree

You know you can never go home

Wishing for a life when you weren’t so free

You sold your precious soul

But there’s nothing left to retrieve

You’ll spend your ending days

Dying with those pirates & thieves