I Think It Is Because

if i do it, you can't tell her why. you are why i keep doing it. i just do it because you let me. and i like it. when you like it as i do it there. and some times, i think you like to watch my face, when my eyes balls. do what you say they do, though i am hard pressed to believe that they do it. like you say they do. and you have to help me, as i still dont know how to do it very long. and when that moment comes. you squeeze on it a little more and, please try not to make a production out of it. i think it is because it always has, it always will and look at it now, it is still doing it. because of you. Is It Poetry