It came out pouring
It's like I was meant to be
Living in storing

Far too genuine
It's a sign from the fourth kind
She's worth the work grind

It's extremely late
I better abate the clean
Thoughts when you walk in

Less shootings,
more intimate body groovings.

Don't call them Gentleman's Clubs
When there's nothing Gentlemen
About any of them
No need to celebrate and blow my money
By throwing it at them
Maybe place a *** of cash near their Mirrors
Not wanting them to undress
Donate and leave
I can't believe
People accept this
Wife or no wife
I don't feel comfortable setting one foot through those doors
Stop calling them ***** and ******
There's more to their story
Let them speak
They can't be weak
For coping with savage dogs
For that long
And staying strong
Honey I don't want a show
I want to show you what my perspective is
Take this and run
No session needs to be done
Only if we date and you quit here
Can we do the act here
I'm not expecting a piece
Just wanting this terrible part of reality to cease
I hope the amount of food in your stomach has an increase
And you're not starving for weeks
Dancing on a pole
Being treated like meat
Baby you have us Men beat
As a person
No matter what they call you
Leave the past behind and start a new

She hates herself and wishes she was dead
I'm imagining our hands locked as we wed off into a honeymoon in my head
She's so beautiful inside and out that I can't fathom her self hatred
I was made for something, I was made for this
Meet me halfway
Or let your misery stay
I think about your well being all day
To the point that all I want for you to is to get better
I sincerely hope a man out there treats you like I did
It's never been about me
So I won't end that

Even with the vastness of things to acquire
Closeness and trust
Skin to skin
Soft thrusts
No indication of lust
Leave those assumptions in the dust
I desire a touch
That'll keep me feeling optimistic
Knowing it's a returned feeling
To let go of the stress I constantly have
Instead of lashing out
Let me make you sweat
And go all over the room
Hoping to make you finish soon
I care about that more then my own pleasure
I want to be proud of my work
Not only on paper
But with spreaded bed sheets and pillows on the floor
Bed cover coming off
And a spring with a shortened life span
I'll do the best I can
To keep that beautiful smile on your face
I want to be the reason you don't worry your place
With clothes, food and necessities
I can cope without the others if needed
But definitely not you
My one and only necessity
My whole destiny
To give you all my promises
That's the only way I'll ever feel content
My beautiful convent
Ready to commit to my Sunday service