Birthday Sex

He’s taking off his shirt

He’s taking off his pants

He’s gunna show me

What it means to be a man

Excusez-moi it’s been a long time

It’s taking everything in me

not to run and hide

Do I push the hair away from his face?

Do I stare into his eyes

for one second too late?

I am so bad at this and intimacy is to blame but

Birthday Sex is what I have to gain

BIrthday Sex is all I have to gain

I’m putting on my shirt I’m putting on my pants

It seems that everything

went according to plan

But I don’t like that

he’s heading towards the bathroom

Why does he feel the need

to be clean once has been with me?

Do I lie and say that I came too?

Do I tell him all those noises

I made they weren’t true?

I am so bad at this and intimacy is to blame but

Birthday Sex is what I have to gain

Birthday Sex is all I have to gain