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    Fix

    I am his fix
    His relaxation method when he’s had a ruff day
    When the weight of the world lay heavy on his shoulders
    I am his get away from stress
    When he gets home he takes comfort in me
    He saves his last drop of energy for me
    Sweating out stress from society
    The hardships and push backs from “The Man”
    I help him release him self
    From the bondage he’s carried all day long
    I aide him by guiding him down the river path of my pleasure zone
    Making his night easier
    Relaxing him
    And I show my gratitude of his strength and his determination
    With every moan and groan of passion
    I thank him for being my Man
    My protector
    My provider
    My lover
    And I don’t stop until he’s ready….
    Because I am his fix
    His drug
    He needs me
    He needs me
    And I need him
    With out him I’ll go through withdrawal
    He is my fix
    My relaxation method
    My get away
    My release from bondage…..
    And
    I’M NOT SHARING!

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    MoZhione commented on Fix

    08-02-2010

    RIGHT-TO-THE-POINT!!!!!!!.............and I like the ending (LOL)

    In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

    Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

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