A few minutes more

I’m sure I could thinner or stronger
If I only had a few minutes longer.
As it is, the sex is too good
To focus on loathing the way that I should.

I know there areas where I am slacking.
With a few minutes more I could see where I’m lacking.
As it is, my lover’s hands are too good
To hate my shortcomings the way that I should

I sense my defections. Trust me, it’s true.
I could voice them if given a minutes or two.
As it is, I just don’t have time to spare
From the lips who tell me I just shouldn’t care.

My timeline is finite and I know the score –
I will not be given a few minutes more,
As it is, live loving and do not repent
Now that what I would call time well spent!