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Conquest of a Mocha Girl


 

You didn't love me

You saw my pretty black face

Thick thighs

Slim waist

Thick curly hair

From then on you were set

Set on the idea of conquering me

Mind

Body

Soul

You didn’t love me

You loved the things I could buy

The doors I could open

You whispered in my ear the things any girl wants to hear

Propelling you towards your goal of conquering

No matter how many times you said it

How many times I actually believed it

You never loved me

But lust

Now dear that’s a different story

 

 

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