No love today.
I’m fulfilled, can hold no more.
Don’t send me a letter,
I cannot read it now.
No triple-x-rated text messages,
no kisses blown from lips,
no paper planes with
sweet nothings via airmail.
Do not extend your hand,
don’t touch me,
no cuddling.
No love today.
Tomorrow I’m your man.
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