I took you like a *****
and smiled like a ****
spat  lust soaked words like a hypocrite
but the way i writhed in you...
you knew otherwise

sometimes i like to think about
the night before,
or the night after
thoughts of your curves slotting into my caves we are perfect
two long lost peices of the puzzle pushed under the couch
nothing ive ever done has pleased anyone as much as  I have you


and so i write a simple verse
to smile wide and hide nothing
but to say i love you