Intoxicated by lust she's
influenced to believe things
are what they seem, like when
He say........
" I miss you"
The lips below her hips
isn't the base of what
he means
Or when he say......
" I love you "
she embraces that blissful
storm outside her dream
never once has he said it
but you can't tell that girl a
thing because she knows
her man and knows exactly
what he "means"
Shes programmed by his
consistency unfamiliar to
the clingy presence of a
man, so his attention is
all that's required for her
to believe love is in his
plans
Even though she spent
her Cold nights alone
while he had the heat
to see her through them
unable to read between
the lines them spaces left
blank by the ones who drew
em
she lends no light to
the fact his phone only
functions when he's in heat
she'll say
" it's funny......."
" that always mixes in with
his availability"
Or
" it make sense"..........
" he endures that feeling
every time he thinks of me"
In disbelief....
Because his desire for
sex has her feeling unfree
So she swears to god she's
cuffed like being captured by police
all this he sees......
So he continues to move
like trees, only budging when
she blows that special attention
that makes him weak
He dwells on her thoughts
of ( I just want to make him happy )
pretending to be appreciative like
" damn girl........ I never met a
chick this nasty"
" at the right times your classy if
you need anything just ask me!"
All she wanted was his love
he dismissed those convo's with
answers that kept them laughing
Little did she know deep down
inside she was his joke, love kept
far from his surface with her it
had no chance at staying afloat
Her feelings beaten bruised left
with lacerations from lack of
love, so she's blinded by lust to
her it's pure like the beauty of
dove
She's lives happily.....
With thoughts that it can't
get any better, she feels that
turkey is seasoned perfectly she
won't stop eating for a couple feathers
if your one who feeds his needs
because he paints the reality of
your dream, take a second look at
that picture this time it really
isn't what it seems
Patiently waiting
©2011 Viewtifulink
influenced to believe things
are what they seem, like when
He say........
" I miss you"
The lips below her hips
isn't the base of what
he means
Or when he say......
" I love you "
she embraces that blissful
storm outside her dream
never once has he said it
but you can't tell that girl a
thing because she knows
her man and knows exactly
what he "means"
Shes programmed by his
consistency unfamiliar to
the clingy presence of a
man, so his attention is
all that's required for her
to believe love is in his
plans
Even though she spent
her Cold nights alone
while he had the heat
to see her through them
unable to read between
the lines them spaces left
blank by the ones who drew
em
she lends no light to
the fact his phone only
functions when he's in heat
she'll say
" it's funny......."
" that always mixes in with
his availability"
Or
" it make sense"..........
" he endures that feeling
every time he thinks of me"
In disbelief....
Because his desire for
sex has her feeling unfree
So she swears to god she's
cuffed like being captured by police
all this he sees......
So he continues to move
like trees, only budging when
she blows that special attention
that makes him weak
He dwells on her thoughts
of ( I just want to make him happy )
pretending to be appreciative like
" damn girl........ I never met a
chick this nasty"
" at the right times your classy if
you need anything just ask me!"
All she wanted was his love
he dismissed those convo's with
answers that kept them laughing
Little did she know deep down
inside she was his joke, love kept
far from his surface with her it
had no chance at staying afloat
Her feelings beaten bruised left
with lacerations from lack of
love, so she's blinded by lust to
her it's pure like the beauty of
dove
She's lives happily.....
With thoughts that it can't
get any better, she feels that
turkey is seasoned perfectly she
won't stop eating for a couple feathers
if your one who feeds his needs
because he paints the reality of
your dream, take a second look at
that picture this time it really
isn't what it seems
Patiently waiting
©2011 Viewtifulink
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