Those Eyes
Those eyes tell lies
Those actions of you I despise
But the adventures between one's thighs
Brought on by a gentle touch, soft cares
Makes one become an addict to the pleasure that from the one before, I didn't get
Those eyes tell lies
Those actions of yoou I despise
But once I sit and reminicse
About how you and fictional love are such good friends
Its you I begin not to miss
The creator of I love you's with no purpose
The illustrator of I miss you with a motive
Sideline mistress
Becomes wifey for a day thinking I might just
Have a chance at romance
With the one I call my man
But it's not my turn yet
Dealer, you hold all the cards
And the hand I've been dealt shows me im not the queen of your heart
Just another joker
Sharing a space with every small waist with a pretty face
Only to be left alone waiting to hear you say
Baby I love you, as you look into my eyes
Baby I miss you, then you touch my thighs
Those eyes tell lies
Those actions of you I despise
But the adventures between one's thighs brought on by a gentle touch, soft caress
Makes one become an addict to the pleasure that from the one before, I didn't get
I fall for those eyes
The creator of I love you's with no purpose
The illustrator of I miss you's with a motive
Those eyes tell lies
So I smile
With your game in mind
And a sideline of my own not to far behind
--Po3ticSoul
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