I want to see you so badly.
I try to occupy my mind with everything.
Yet,
I cannot escape.

The image of your face sucking my cock,
and the image of you moaning while desperately
trying to hold on to my hands for comfort,
while I roughly fuck you from behind,
and your perfect fucking ass,
and your perfect fucking body,
they all speak to my dick so powerfully,
that African children with no access to water
can go fuck themselves.

Also, the memories of holding you in my arms,
while we watch the rain outside...
day after we met,
on Friday the 13th...
Of all the days...

Fuck you.

You stupid power-hungry sexy fucking whore.

Fuck your art,
and fuck your ambitions.
You only belong on my dick.
You are only good for that.