Poem: Sex Song

I'm sorry that you don't like sex;
I blame the man who raped you.
For in this world
of constant tears,
I do,
I'm not ashamed to.

Sex is the one thing
that's for free
to make me feel alright.
Keeps me warm
when I am cold
and helps
me brave
the night.

The only thing
I can be given
with no strings
attatched.
The thing I want
to do forever
when I've met
my match.

The way for me
to give one pleasure,
who I love
at heart.
Sex is healing,
sex is calming,
and that's just the start.

I pray that one day
you'll discover
how to feel at home.
In your sweet body,
oh so sexy,
how I'd like to bone.