What did that ***** say? She got your stamina off-guarded,
Compliment on the next day: Hey! Did I love you well?
Honestly, your warm roadside body, cold inside made me shiver; well portrayed.
Midnight! The clock striked, lying on a bed; scratched chest; long nail.
How many clients to satisfy? That body of yours: beautiful, tasteless clove
How can I classify? She was a love of mine; came low; I know.
High hopes, great dreams, you might succeed with those!
But again, who knows? Five minutes passed midnight, get on me; Let your soul flow.
The crescent moon, the smoke, your face; all that fades; one last time, I'll swear, ‘Never go out of my sight even if this nature to grow’.
That long hair, blank cheek & honey-coloured lips; complete,
Elvis hair, rough chin, grown beard & rusted lips; incomplete.
The night of judgment ‘tis, I must leave, that doorbell sound,
Perplexed husband & a daring lover;
Just another man, night-long pleasurement; trefoil clove ground,
Unsatisfied wife & a broken-hearted ***** ya’r.
Love's a word reference - Relative, but don't you think, for you it was bred in captive?
Veil, unveiled. Midnights & darkness; you were much clever at the teenage, What happened? Is it the husband? Or simple loneliness?
The morning light unveiling the city like it's newly married wife,
Only unaware of the fact, that the wife was a cheat last night; knowingly ruining groom’s life.
