Robot Sex

It felt like robot sex, just going through the motions
It felt like robot sex, just all the same routines
It felt like robot sex, the same thing over again.
He felt the same inside me. He did me the same.
I moaned the same. I clawed and grabbed him the same
It felt like robot sex; have we reached the end of our bed?
It felt like robot sex; has the fun and the intensity of our sex burn out?
It felt like robot sex; could we ever regain the desires of having sex with each other again?
I want it to be good again. I want it to be great again.
I want it to be rough again. I want it to be hard and raw again.
It was robot sex, the same pleasure
It was robot sex, a dull moment
It was robot sex, the same sexual regularity but satisfying
I want it to be new again. I want the passion back
I want it to be thrilling again. I want the freakiness back
He moaned the same. He did me the same. I said his name I like I always would do. I climaxed like he always made me do.
It was Robot Sex, it felt surreal.
It felt like Robot Sex, barely able to feel