Phallus and Dildo

Oh silicone toy, so stiff and so sleek,	
The pleasures you bring me when I'm all alone
Fill me with joy as I work my technique
Taking you all, my sweet doggy bone

Who needs a man when I've got my dildo?
It just complicates, and who really needs
The extra strings that relationships sew?
With you I fulfill my lustiest deeds.

Though what truly matches lovers' embraces,
The heat and shape and pulsing flesh of a male?
His breath and his seed and the lingering traces
Of trysts in the bushes or bathrooms or trails?

Phallus is what my body desires,
But naught can put out my lust's burning fires.