Wednesday, June 11, 2014

By The End Of The Night

You don't like the truth from my lips?
Yet you love the sway of my hips.
Nay say I
When you caress my thigh
Love me me forever but not for the night
Oh but you sweet talk all night
My rejection responded with spite?
Have me thinking how did I find myself in this plight?!

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