by Bajita’s MamiDo you still yearn for me?
Do you need my love and such?
Would you quiver in my clutch?
Are you hungry for what seems lost?
Would you risk it all at any cost?
Just for one more chance,
To see if we can still do that magical dance.
The one that starts with a simple glance,
And never ceases to advance.
From me running my fingers through your hair,
To you damn near pulling me out of my chair.
And our disability is the last thing for which we care,
There’s not a single trace of Cerebral Palsy getting in the way.
‘Cause all that matters is that it’s time to play!
Kissing, hugging, touching, teasing and all the above,
But there’s one special factor that puts the icing on the cake of our unique love.
Thank God for the power tilt, one of the greatest tools ever built!
It makes what once seemed impossible, a beautiful reality,
Giving us the freedom to perfect the art of cunnilingus pain and spasm free!
Which means a hell of a lot to you and me,
‘Cause it feels as “normal” as can be.
So say you’ll meet me on the “dance floor,”
And I guarantee you’ll be back for more!
