Do You Practice?

How do I know,
The love we make is safe.
And do you practice?
And...
Is it love you make.

How do I know,
The love we make is safe.
And do you practice?
How do I know YOU'RE safe.
How do I know the love we make,
Is safe.
And kept protected.
To keep that way and remain respected.

How do I know IT'S safe.
And do you practice?
How do I know,
That the love we do to do to make...
Is safe?
And not be another undercover one,
You attract to practice.
How do I know you practice.
How do i know that this is fact.

I am not the kind no one will find sleeping around.
This is fact.
I am not the kind to be left at the LOST and FOUND.
And this is fact.
I am not a piece of meat to pick,
From a rack.
I am not the kind you can spit on like the GROUND.
And that's a fact.
Don't with me try that.
I am not the kind you can get,
With a wink to then split.
Not me.
You can take me off that list,
Like you might have done others.

I want you to know this,
And notice quick...
I'm not the kind to be fooling around.
Know this,
To notice quick...
You wont see me at the LOST and FOUND.
I want you to know this,
And notice quick...
I'm not the kind you can kick to the GROUND.
Know this,
To notice quick...
I am not some cheap trick,
To pick and leave.

Now is YOUR practice...
Safe.
And is your love to make with me,
Going to stay that way?

Is your practice...
Safe?
And...
Just how long can we keep it that way,
Before...
We make love not to practice,
Safe sex.
We make love not to practice,
Safe sex.

We make love with it made...
Without the practice,
Of it.
We make love with it made...
Without the practice,
Of it.
We make love with it made...
Without the practice.

We make love with it made...
Without the practice,
Of it.
We make love with it made,
Without the practice.

by Lawrence S. Pertillar

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