No Name...no Fame

not anytime soon

 

No Name…no Fame

 

Speak to me of something new, no sex, no talk of me and you, talk to me like those normal people do.

 

Can I know your name before you complain, like you always do?

 

Avoid the subjects that I lay down, but talk nonstop of throwing me down, into your sheets, no longer nice and neat…like a clump of meat.

 

After you’ve taken what you want what then…my friend, if you can honestly be called that.

 

You take first so selfishly and leave me hanging desperately, so wait a while and do not pout and please…tell me your name among other things, before this virginity bursts.

 

How much could you love me, if this wasn’t a game, enough to hold my hand and…whisper your name?

Author's Note

well?