The Want that was You and Me

No I say you you again I need not you.

No I need not the mercenary in you.

You!

Have you seen you?

Seen them scars?

Seen the rouge manic

Depressant you are?

Those deep black eyes,

That look too knowing.

That show the world a way that is just too simple.

Oh! I had longed.

I had longed your tender touch of once ago.

A touch so you, so me.

It merged you and me in one.

The whole and stick, 

Too barbaric for you?

The sausage that was you

And the lips that it entered was me.

Yes! I see the lust beneath the knowing eyes.

Yes! I can see you pushing.

Oh! Yes!

Yes! Yes! Yes! And a hundred times Yes!

Ha, ha, ha, I am laughing

I can see the drool on your face,

In the knowing eyes.

Yes you know now how I have wanted you.

Yes! Indeed I have conquered you.