Morning

I rise every morning,

Hard, with blurry eyes.

I reach for you my angel,

Only to sadly find.

Your not the one I’m holding,

A pillow is in my arms.

You are not here beside me,

So with a sigh I breathe to calm.

But as the disappointment ebbs,

One positive remains,

I still have my hard on,

And to waste it would be such a shame.

 

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