Yes, I think about it I'm not ashamed to say it. It's not made out of stone, you know. And I enjoy it Not acting in it But in other ways. Acknowledging my darken bold side. With threesome fantasies galore. I'm a virgin. . . not dead Three views you take on me Empathy mostly Who gives a diddle whether she has Or she hasn't Pedestle pushers Those are the fun ones Like it's some sort of noble act Or rapers would just like To tear it out. My reasons are varied Some noble Some not so Whether it's because I waiting for the "one" Or whether it's perpetuated By fear No one really knows And how I look at sex Is distorted from how you see it The unfair thing is Everyone knows what it looks like Through a virgins eyes But a virgin can never see it Through everyone elses eyes.Birth sign: Gemini
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