I can see the ****** tension
You're both expressing
Let me set you both free
That's why they call me
The love machine
I really like you
And I really like her
In fact, I like you both together
Let's add me
You know what they say
It's, even more, fun with three

Lips on lips
Tongue on skin
Hands run over bodies
I like the feeling
That this is giving
I need another taste
Yeah another fix

Eh let me help you strip
Right down, yeah girl
Right now, work with me ladies
Let's make love until the morning sun
Let's get sticky wet
Yeah girls
Let's get sticky wet
Hey girls you and me
Making love with three

Hope you're both ready
Things are bound to get sweaty
Switching out positions
Moans, biting, licking, kissing
Nail marks down skin
Lips locked, the taste so sweet
The smell of *** in the air yeah
Both **** fine, oh girls got it
I'm still on target doing alright
Aw yeah this feels so nice
one on top as I'm locking lips
Yeah switch it round
Move it in and out
Up and down
Switching in
Switch out
Things getting messy now

Lips on lips
Tongue on skin
Hands run over bodies
I like the feeling
That this is giving
I need another taste
Yeah another fix

Eh let me help you strip
Right down, yeah girl
Right now, work with me ladies
Let's make love until the morning sun
Let's get sticky wet
Yeah girls
Let's get sticky wet
Hey girls you and me
Making love with three

She's on her
Lips to lips
I'm kissing down the back
Yeah hands on her hips
Skin so smooth on both of you
Ooh I'm in deep
Losing control, bout to explode
Hold tight here it goes
Makeups getting messy
Their hair is everywhere
Still looking so fine
**** girls, you're both
hot as hell,
Yeah felt so good
You know it did
You know you both
made me feel like a king

Lips on lips
Tongue on skin
Hands run over bodies
I like the feeling
That this is giving
I need another taste
Yeah another fix

Eh let me help you strip
Right down, yeah girl
Right now, work with me ladies
Let's make love until the morning sun
Let's get sticky wet
Yeah girls
Let's get sticky wet
Hey girls you and me
Making love with three

©2017 Written By Benji James

A child's mind is an artist's easel,
catchy scenes and characters
make art gallery exhibits,
connoisseurs and critics wonder.

In time, colors fade.
forms of drawing remain,
child crosses the road with easel on breast,
real and surreal co-exist.

Parent, adult and child play in our psyche,
when child loses heart in enjoyment
parent frowns
and the adult acts as conscience..

9th March 2017

My therapist told me to think of three good things to describe me
Nothing came to mind
I thought and thought, but nothing good
So I told her I was thoughtful
She asked for another and I spoke in a whisper
Remembering what my grandmother always told me
That I was kind
She looked at me, that therapist of mine
With a look that tried to be understanding and fine
And asked for one more word
Which was really hard
For there was nothing less
So I said I was deep
For there seemed to be
A hole that dug
So low
It left me empty

My therapist thought she understood the words I gave her
But she never really knew at all