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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=523345" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>He was a one night stand</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I hoped he would understand<br>Afterall he was a grown up male<br>Used to frequently dishing out this same tale</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There he stood out at the club<br>As I sat listening to a rock band<br>My legs were weak<br>My pants were wetting up like a freak<br>my heart was pounding <br>Tick, Tock, tick<br>my nipples were standing still<br>waiting for strong hands to feel them<br>and touch them until they stood erect<br>They strongly needed that effect</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He was a one nightstand <br>but also arrogantly a snob<br>Somehow I managed to wave my wagic wand<br>In a land of music as he followed me<br>to my hotel hub<br>We started out in the bathroom tub<br>I had a strong sexual urge<br>So a huge interest in him I forged</div><div style="margin:10px 0">As he pumped in and out<br>I had to rest with a bottle of stout<br>Before we copulated again<br>having a ball<br>In between it all<br>We caught a few hours sleep<br>then I disappeared<br>leaving him with memories to keep</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He was a one night stand<br>I hoped he would understand<br>Instead I was bombarded<br>with numerous phonecalls<br>telling me that standing him up<br>would be the begining of my downfall</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He stalked me night and day<br>'Its over accept, I would say'<br>He stopped me once on my return from work<br>it was dark and the streets were empty<br>but he wanted to talk</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'When we made love, why did you show me feelings of care'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">' Sweetheart I did then but no more, I'm afraid this life is unfair'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">' But it was real, I could feel it'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Then I am afraid I played against your wit'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I have never heard from him<br>After that night<br>I just hope my feeling is right<br>Its all over as it almost seems<br>He was a one night stand<br>I hoped he would understand</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Copyright 2005 - Sylvia Chidi</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Sylvia+Chidi">Sylvia Chidi</a><div class=q>
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My legs were weak
My pants were wetting up like a freak
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