Perception is never what it seems or is it? |
Your skin, possession My utter obsession Your lust, attractive My body, reactive My heart can't stop screaming your name For you I would face shame How did I become your lover? It was later discovered Penetrating you was like voodoo It would take a lot to recover With your touch, I am infatuated by you Your breast, aggression My utter oppression Your scent, interactive My body, overactive How I thought you were the one for me Not one of the characteristics I desire You acquire What did you do? What did I overlook? What didn't I read in that chapter book? My heart blames me I cannot incriminate you Would I be forced to hate you? What if I convinced myself that I can? Can I really handle life without you? No longer a MAN I would be lying, my sweet sensual flower I need your passion I need my power Your mouth, deceitful In more ways than one But I need you Like God and his Son I want you Please don't say you will leave Why don't you call me anymore? I hear that you do this to everyone That cannot be true I am going crazy over you What did I do? My utter obsession Your harsh confession My tears, your joy My love, your toy I hope you know what you did Its over you say But I will never... ever... ever go away |