I Am To Blame, And I Know It

Its My Fault... And I take full responsibility for it.

I fully know that it is my fault that your quota of beer goes over on the weekend...


That you stay up way past your bedtime
That when I see you a fatigue comes over you.
That you have rug burns on your back
That the carpet is very wet (strangely on the way to the bedroom)
That you are sore the next morning
You walk bowlegged on the way to the bathroom the next morning
Your legs are like rubbery jello
Your mouth is sore from the kissing
A sore tongue from the sucking
Tender breasts from the kneading and the nibbling
Hands ache from being held behind you as I held them there

Yet I also know that I am to blame for your sleep
How deep you are
Comfortable you slumber
How I have changed your life so much.

I know that I am to blame for all of this and you know what????








I am very glad for it and take full responsibility for all of it...


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