Mr Pooh Bear

I wanna cuddle
Want a deep passionate cuddle
the type that make me easily wanna rock to sleep
Have me singin rock-a-by baby under the tree
The type to have your arms sedating my hips
To wine and gyrate to that slow jam
You know the one
Where we have fuk phases as we are neatly wrapped around each other
The type to make me inhale you scent
And never exhale again
I could die in the sweet sardistic hands of a lover
Your hands
Pave my way to sublime limbo
At times stand still
Time stands still
In this valentine day dream

I have grown fatigue of swayin my arms on inanimate objects
Whom could never retaliate
Grown to old to unravel and paste my fingers on any others back
I have been running a lonely man's game
Attaining last place at each marathon
Thinking why
Why
I could hold on to material stuffed with cotton
How its mushiness seduced me to one more cuddle even a kiss
Call me an unselfish lover
Cause just cuddling you Mr Pooh Bear
I am drawn to my isolated onw man parade
Thinking of my lovers cuddles.