I spent fathoms of time,
Coming up with lines
that soon
Undress,
the minds of the feminine.
But then again
Who am I to
Criticize?
When she begins to lie
about you
to him?
See
the duality lies,
When genders cry
at that moment
when
Treason begins.
The hunger inside begins to thrive,
But should You feed the beast from within?
Lust,
a ravenous nature.
Though the mind is similar
to a fortress or cathedral;
It can easily destroy the minds of the feeble
With Sweet lies,
feed to the cerebral.
But I went weasel,
Slipped past all dames; (female conscious)
With fangs like Meelina,
And a hunger for pain similar to majin vegeta.
Translation,
Lust, is dangerous.
Curiosity,
usually starts from just a hug.
Then its the significant other
you start to mug,
Because, the new "satisfaction"
is a hell of a drug.
Though The sweet lies,
spread like poison.
Thus when she's 180,
At Zero degrees
She began to moisten.
Drooling she is now,
her ravenous lust
begins to worsen.
I guess I've been chosen,
Because she's open.
Now, I stand frozen
Thinking
another one stolen.
Hopin karma don't come back around
And leave my heart broken.