As I lay in this position
Rock hard and at attention
In zoning in my own world
Fantasizing about my addiction

Thinking back on the encounters
I’ve had these past weeks
With women of different race’s
Who sexual frustration was at its peak

Feeling the vibe
As our bodies collide together
The friction between my chest and her breast
Can bring flames to the coldest weather

I try to keep my composure
As that tingling sensation draws closer
Don’t want to climax in this girl
Because my guns not in a holster

Is it because of my addiction
I can’t make the right decision
Always thinking about sex
And what would be my next position

I guess I’m stuck wishing
For love I will never have
Because when the nights over
How long does intercourse really last?

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