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Sitting down here at my computer
Talking to 'friends' over the blue,
You probably think I'm a loser
But I, I couldn't believe that's true
Walking around in the playground -
A bustling oasis of games in the cold.
But to me nobody ever utters a sound,
It's not surprising, they're seven years old.
What do I do of a friday night?
Do I walk around in search of a mate?
Or fool around and get in a fight?
OK, I'll tell you, but please don't hate
I don't go out or have friends round -
That'd be kind of hard, 'coz they are
Only inside my computer tightly bound
But don't worry, I've a friend who's not afar.
A lingering memory of a year long past,
When to her breasts, I did gently tend
In the hope, she'd let me grab on her ass
But all she gave me - my STFriend.
At night, I'm never alone
Nor could I be, I won't pretend
I snuggle up at home
with my sexually transmitted friend.
I've told you this, come on in, undress
And please let me share with you
My companion and this beautiful mess
And whatever y
Sunlight beams i nto my bedroom.
How many days now has our l ust
been segregated like day and night, i w o nder?
If I could count, I would doubt it's v erity,
for to me it se e ms much longer.
I guess what I'm tr y ing to say to you
while blinded by streaks of yell o w is
i love yo u .
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scheinbar is a much-loved and well-known deviant. Just one look at her gallery, filled with enchanting photography, will have you mesmerized. A deviant for over 7 years, Christiane can always be found posting inspirational features as well as regularly commenting on other deviations and encouraging and empowering her fellow deviants. We are inspired and insist that you too stop by and congratulate ... Read More