Some verses about the joys of sex, the warm feelings of relationships and the fights that can ensue in the aftermath
There she was, across the room, the woman I had wet dreams about
I wanted to attract her gaze, to wave, , to scream, to shout
I needed her to notice me, to feel the heat of my burning hot gaze
To bask within my naked admiration, to be lost in that mysterious haze
Of wanting me as I wanted her, to be drawn to me by a mutual lust
which was certain, as long as she noticed me, if my careful plans didn’t go bust
But that depended upon her noticing me, and just how attractive I was
So pushing my way past a noisy, big crowd, I closed in on her, just because
The way I was feeling would not be denied, this gorgeous girl was the one
I would get her attention, by whatever means, but my planning was soon undone
As I got to within a couple of yards, a bloke grabbed her and kissed her real hard
She laughed, delighted, and I saw with dismay that my path to her was surely barred
I turned away, disappointed and vexed, the felt a hand touching my shoulder
Another girl, pretty with glorious eyes, was wanting to get me to hold her
You never noticed, she said in my ear, I was over by that water feature
And I really wanted to meet you because to me you such a dream creature
I smelled her and smiled, her scent was alluring, this could be an interesting date
When one door closes, another one opens, so fickle is sexual fate.
Did you feel the need to ask her, if she liked the way your fingers moved?
Were you afraid that you might fumble, that she might not have approved?
Trying to be so considerate, putting all of her needs before your own
Is the basis for a happy future, harvesting the love that you have sewn
Always listen to her sweet voice, when she tells you what is good or bad
For if you do, and pay attention, you really never will need to make her sad
Such a small amount of notice, hearing all those little things she says
Letting her know that, by your actions, leads to the sunniest of days
For it really matters to her, that she feel her opinion has your respect
So always tell her how her views affect you, never falter, be direct
This is how you build your friendship, this is the way to cement your love
Paying heed, and always being ready to move the very stars above
To make it clear that her small voice is always quite loud in your ear
That what she says are valid points, and that her views you hold so dear
She never asks for more than you have, or that you be other than you are
All she wants is to feel reassured that she is your shining star
That she alone can make you weak-kneed when it comes to making love
That the two of you find heaven in each other’s arms, but above
All she wants to lay quietly against your chest, happy just to know
That what you both relish, so very much, is that wondrous afterglow.
Once again we have battling, our relationship once more a mess
I think you just too demanding, adding extra weight to my distress
Why can we not clear the air and say the things we know we really feel?
Must we hurt each other so much with comments that seem so unreal?
I wish I were more athletic, could actually perform every mundane task
that springs to mind when you look my way, always looking like you want to ask.
Every question gets a hostile answer, both as defensive as we could be
wanting not to hurt each other , but to be seen to be right, you see
Are there times we take it too far, pushing ourselves from each other away
Silently praying that we can get past it again, to re-start the very next day
Why should life be so difficult, love be so hard, why can we not be simply content
To love each other as we are, years of loving companionship spent
Instead picking holes in other, hating the hardships that we face in life
Yet sticking together, in spite of the fights, for such is the everyday strife