Muscles tired, joints ache
Your climax near
You are there
It starts, you scream
DONT stop
He comes
Laying there without release
You find you want to punch him
Anger courses though your mind
You resist the urge to hurt him
He rolls over
Tears running down your face
Shaking in frustration
Sexual tension rides your body
You roll over and face him
Reaching out to touch back
Maybe you can coax him
He snores
Your had freezes in midair
You draw it back again
Bow your head against your knees
And cry out your frustration
Once again, it is over
(C)Saroya Poirier
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