Love & Deprivation

As the memories sink into my mind,

Like the slow careful motion of my cock into your behind.

I too feel in my heart that twinge of discomfort,

Easing with care like your arse as I humped it.

I cried tears for I so missed your touch,

Like the tears we avoided when your butt was fucked.

For care was paramount in both situations,

To draw out the feelings of love and deprivation.

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