Regrets, I've had a few.
Most of them to do with you.
I should have shagged you on the floor.
In the kitchen; against a door.
I could have pressed you to a mirror,
And seen your sweat marks shine and shimmer.
Watched you spill your creamy cum
Across my tits, my face, my bum.
I was too refined to dare to ask
if you would like an anal blast.
And how I wish I hadn't been
so refined, so frightfully clean.
Although it was smashing, sexy, great,
I so regret that it's too late.
Originally published September 2005 - "Sugar & Spice"