We have never
We have never met,
Never held hands,
Never walked along the beach
And pressed our toes in the sand.
We have only words
And occasionally skype,
But I feel your love
In every word you type.
I love you to death,
And I love you to bits.
It would be so sweet though
To come on your tits.
I want you right now,
I’m fed up with waiting,
Because internet love
Is just masturbating.
kyle mew 
Nice… romantic AND perverse… beautiful. hehe
12.04.01 at 17.02
thank you, that’s me all right a romantic pervert
12.04.01 at 17.04
hehe indeed.
12.04.01 at 17.06
What a naughty enchanting man!
12.04.01 at 01.37
Talk about foreplay eh!
12.03.31 at 23.39
maybe there is something wrong with me but i could spend forever in foreplay
12.03.31 at 23.41
Mmmm…yeah…just imagining where all that leads…so delicious.
12.04.01 at 02.41
mouth wateringly so
12.04.01 at 09.13
Then again there is a lot to be said for masturbating.
12.03.31 at 18.31
i hate to admit it, but it is my favourite hobby. sometimes i think of you and read your posts as i do it – does that make me a bad person?
12.03.31 at 18.33
….so long as you’re reading my posts, it’s fine by me. Just kidding. You are so far from a bad person…you don’t even know what bad people look like My Kyle!
xoxoxo
Dawn
12.04.01 at 07.16
you say the sweetest things dawn and make my heart melt
12.04.01 at 09.14
This is definitely a tear-jerking-amongst-other–type-of-jerking, poem! 😀
~C
12.03.31 at 14.48
love your play on words there C thank you
12.03.31 at 14.49
Holy Heartbreak on a cracker! If I were the miss I would be on a plane in an hour. That was fucking amazing. Wish American would use their heart to write as you do.
12.03.31 at 14.37
I hope you two get together.
12.03.31 at 13.33
i hope so too because it will break my heart to never hold her hand.
12.03.31 at 13.36
you would think so…but worse to have held it and lost it i think
13.06.10 at 14.12