I’ve Seen it All
I’ve seen it all,
done most drugs,
been with every type of woman
under the sun
on God’s fucking green earth,
been with strippers and bad girls
who taught me all the tricks,
showed me all the dark corners
and steamy rooms,
been with good Christian girls,
the no sex til marriage types,
been with junkies and alcoholics,
crazy girls and normal girls,
cheerleaders, models, goths, nerds,
boring girls and exciting
fire and lightning girls,
sex fiends and prudes.
I’ve seen them all,
had my heart broken and shattered,
been cheated on and dumped,
rejected a million times,
left out to dry,
been through ringers and washing machines.
I can take a beating with the best of them,
have four kids
and maybe more I don’t know about,
made mistakes and had heartbreaks,
been to heaven in ecstasy,
had orgasms the poets have written about,
those times when you climax together
and the sky opens,
ass slapping skin thumping,
easy and slow,
fast like a pile driver,
hands locked in passion.
I’ve seen it all.
I’ve done it all
and have the scars to prove it,
the burn marks to prove it.
So I’ll ask again.
What could you possibly show me
that I haven’t seen?
What is it you would do
to make an ice cold heart
fall in love with you?