Let's Fuck!

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The Venting Hour

All you do is work all the time

eyes in your book and no dick on your mind

What's my crime?

I forgot to rub your feet?

or forgot to cook you treats?

or put my tongue in your heat?

I've doing all those things

since I first known you

and proved my love since the

first time I boned you

I'm a frustrated nigga and my mind runs amuck

dammit I wanna fuck! Is that blatant enough?

It's been 4 long weeks since the last lovemaking

all the heavy breathing, sweatin and back breakin

you damn right I'm bitchin, cuz I'll start itchin

to look elsewhere just to get your attention

I don't wanna go there, so let's make it happen

get butt-ass naked and commence to body clappin

I don't put on a fit

when you're craving for some dick

and whispering my name

when I'm trying to watch the game

it happens once a blue, but I just smile

I submit to your style

then lay you down on the tiles

soft spots on the neck would be your favorite spot

then we're on fire till we're tired

or when the neighbors call the cops

I'll admit, sometimes I like when you turn your back

you'll say,"Not tonight," and you put on an act

I would squeeze you from behind till I can't no more

then you push me away like you don't want me no more

remember the cuffs, the whipped cream and chains?

and the all out sesssions givin some knockout brain?

when no and stop didn't exist in your vocabulary

makes me wonder if you're cheating, that would be scary

we don't even kiss or get all romantic

or talk dirty all night till we can't stand it

now everything is all about "girls night out"

while I'm in the house gettin buzzed off this stout

then you stroll home late and kissin me on the cheek

this makes the third cotdamn time this week

it's almost like a kid's game of catch 'n go get

when we catch some action, we do it for a bit

you may think it's not a big deal, but I think it is

and we don't need a therapist all in our biz

I wanna relax and have deep conversations

spend quality time, and even plan a vacation

we both work hard and there's no kids to deal with

with tensions to relieve, so tell me what the deal is

all I'm saying is, make time for your man

and don't let the workplace alter your plans

cuz I got a heavy urge to swerve my stuff

so are we gonna fuck or what??



*originally done 6/03*

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Just a little something men go through sometimes where there is a dim spark in a relationship. Straight up frustration.

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Shaketa Copelin's picture

Really good poem. Its nice to get this from a guy's perspective.