My heart becomes a whisper My hands becomes my life guards Am I going to deep? Should I retreat...me? Retreat? Softly moving the universe to your nakedness Your eyes search my inmost being Here you are to world you never seen Vains pulsating maturity Regretfully tasting your certainty The only thing that stings the most was the day you told me you didn’t want nothing to do with me ..me? But I’ve stuck closer then breath? Why kick me out like ***** pet.. You know me ...and now months away I play the song we dance to The scent of your chest is evident The only thing I can think about Is “I should of ****** you instead of having ***”. Weird thing to think about but I should of gave it ruff So I could wipe off what was left of your talking hips and seductive lips. SHOULD OF NEVR GSVE YOU TRUST WHEN YOU ONLY WANTED ***, Should .... kept my self but I don’t even know myself ...