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    dots Submission Name: It's Not About The Sexdots

    Author: Raivn
    ASL Info:    33/f/al
    Elite Ratio:    4.28 - 1222/916/231
    Words: 289
    Class/Type: Poetry/Passion
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       I just thought-everyone says it's all about the sex. And I told myself that for a while, because it was. But it's not anymore. It's become something bigger, something that consumes, and refuses to release it's grip on you. I don't know what to do.

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    dotsIt's Not About The Sexdots

    You kiss my lips and I know
    I need you inside of me now.
    Here we are doing this again,
    Though I don't know why or how.
    When it's over, I look at you.
    There are so many things I see.
    But I have to wonder what you're looking at
    When you stare back at me.
    For me, this is an addiction,
    It's something I have to do.
    Can't you just once tell me the truth?
    What is this to you?

    It's not about the sex:
    It's about your eyes
    It's about the way you feel
    It's about your lies.
    It's not about the sex:
    It's about your kiss
    It's about the touch of your hands,
    And how I come with a hiss.
    I wish it were that simple,
    And that you didn't feel it, too.
    But it's not about the sex
    It's about me and you.

    Here it goes again.
    You're walking through my door.
    And it doesn't really take that long
    Our clothes are in the floor.
    I wonder if you're so happy now,
    What are you doing here?
    And why would I do anything I can
    Just to keep you near.
    What are you in this for?
    I'm just here to feel
    The touch of the man that loved me before.
    I wonder if you're real.

    It's not about the sex:
    It's about your hands
    It's about the way my body feels
    When you make your demands.
    It's not about the sex:
    It's about your lips
    It's about the smell of your skin,
    The touch of your fingertips.
    I wish that I knew how to stop,
    Some way to break free.
    But it's not about the sex
    It's about you and me.

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      It's good that you had the nerve to write about it, Many men don't view sex this way because they don't think with the right part of their body, women and few men actually think past the act of sex.
    | Posted on 2005-08-05 00:00:00 | by Martin S. Allen | [ Reply to This ]
      This is good. my girlfriend that I've been with for almost 2 years says that we are going too fast....
    we haven't had sex yet...I think she's afraid of us having sex and me leaving her...This is what this poem reminds me of
    | Posted on 2005-08-05 00:00:00 | by maninthemirror | [ Reply to This ]
      This is great. I so completely understand how it is to find someone that outside the bedroom, things really suck, but inside, you just connect on a crazy level and nothing else matters but being together, and that almost desperate urge to be together because it's the only time the connection is there. Awesome work.
    Traci :)
    | Posted on 2005-08-05 00:00:00 | by onetruesmartass | [ Reply to This ]
      yay you got it! its not about it! i really dont agree with people having sex all the time unless their married but if they do it before then i think its ok if it happens a few times. thats what this made me think of though. but thats just me. but its good you wrote about this! and like Martin said most men dont think with their head they think with their dick. well this was nice and im glad u wrote about it

    | Posted on 2005-08-05 00:00:00 | by Day DreaMeR | [ Reply to This ]
      wow, i agree with martin. I think it is a good thing that you wrote about such a common subject. This happens all the time. I commend you for being so bold.
    | Posted on 2005-08-05 00:00:00 | by RedRoseofBlood | [ Reply to This ]
      I think that you expessed yourslef well in this poem. I like the fact you made the act in your head, just a means to get by to the next time, yet you yearned to know what level he was on. You rarely hear girls admit they are sex addicts. It was a great read.
    | Posted on 2005-08-06 00:00:00 | by Magnolia Steele | [ Reply to This ]

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