I think I lost my stamina
seems I really lost control
the way I feel about you
reminds me of days of old.
As in younger days
many years gone by
let my lustful itch
come forth to thine eye.
My fingers long to touch
feel the tender of your skin.
Massage the all of you
and do it all over again.
Me thinks the time is nigh
to grip my senses tight
yet in my loss of control
I dream of thee at night
Simple perceptions burst
into wild emotive lust
till in the throws of passion
methinks my soul may bust.
But the feeling is so grand
reminds me of days of old
precious times of youth
still "now" I lose control.
Del Cano 2004 November
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