all lipstick stained and cheaply appraised
ain't it funny
how
we mock
what we want?
this one
with piercing hips
and lips that smack
my own,
to everyone else,
I mock her
while every night
we do not end alone.
then
knowing
touch and go,
no promises,
no surprises
assured,
the moment
matters,
shatters expectations.
truth
be told,
I want her
to grab hold
and
ride me home.
ain't it funny
how
we mock
what we want?
this one
with piercing hips
and lips that smack
my own,
to everyone else,
I mock her
while every night
we do not end alone.
then
knowing
touch and go,
no promises,
no surprises
assured,
the moment
matters,
shatters expectations.
truth
be told,
I want her
to grab hold
and
ride me home.
this reminds me very much,
of a rather unhealthy relationship I had,
years ago.
How I do wish
You could hear my cover
Of this song
Unhealthy or not
I rock it with my cock out
Once again I have made this all about me.
But not really.
Those spaces in between the lines?
They are for you.