Just a single kiss before you leave
Then you pull away from him again
Not noticing the hurt deep in his eyes
Nor sensing disappointment and such pain
All he wants to do is make love to you
But you shrink away from his every touch
And expect him to exist as simply roommates
Which doesn’t satisfy him very much
You said, “I do,” but what were your intentions?
Did you mean for him to live a life so chaste?
Does it bother you to know he craves desire?
Is it fair to see his sex life go to waste?
Yet if he looks elsewhere, he is the sinner
You somehow view yourself as not to blame
But did you know his soul dies more each day?
‘Cause your neglect has doused his inner flame.
All he wants to do is be your lover
But you spurn him at every single turn
And expect him not to act on his desires
While he aches to be the one for whom you burn.
He’s tried flowers, romance, date nights, and the rest
But none of it can melt your frigid mind
Instead, his needs go very untended
Unless he masturbates till he goes blind
He longs to lie with you and slide inside
He aches to hold you, passionately kissing
He’d give anything for you to understand
Just what exactly both of you are missing.
He’s far too loyal to you to ever stray
Instead, he writes of things he wished were true
And though you claim to have no interest in him
He’d give anything to do those things with you.
So, while your man could be enjoying others
He settles for a toy or just his hand
And dreams of fucking blondes, brunettes, and redheads
Or anyone who seems to understand.
All he wants to do is get you naked
And fulfill for you his version of “I do”
But you’re content denying all his passion
Because for you, a single kiss will do.
