I most definitely like them there,
those wrecking, sinful hands that dare.
I swear I crumble like rocks
as you ravage my sexual community. Do not take them off, ever;
those lips that seek mine passionately.
I'm totally crumpled by your touch;
metal physique grinding slowly to delight. Stop it. I like it, you pervert-
how those hands work this magic,
I'm left wanting more, needing you.
Pray, you have mashed my mind!
With desires and delight that sparkle
Shall we start all over again?