Superficial slut…

Look me in the eyes, tell me you don’t luv me. Lemme hear you insist that I’m your friend. It’s all means nothing. Ohh, here comes the end. Sneaking up like a back door, sitting on the front porch. You’ll fade, deep into another to explore. Finders keepers had no words for the betrayals smile that leaves. Ooh, how the wicked tongue blesses lies at intent gathered it things. Tell me what I mean to you and then show me time cannot waste your seat with me. Ooh, how dreams become nightmares once they flee. Shh, quality go on about you way. My face never held a name with you lips speaking of anyways. I’ve know you were around just for the dick that showed you to feel lug’s ohh so deep. Through the pleasure you were so easy to read. Reminds me of what we’ve become. While we’re still one one. Prior to the door opening and a drifter comes along. I don’t wanna hear the truths from the echoing coming from the walls. I won the same game you thought you beat me at. I knew you’d be gone before long, and never too fast. You buried yourself, but not in me. My heart doesn’t carry the burden you never felt. I’ve juggled consequences of the outcome silently in my head. The ghost of you forever mingle well with the undead.  I’m thinking, how long will it be until you break. Until you awaken to the honesty of me knowing you’re fake. Will you laugh or turn it so sound on me? One day you’ll be free. But for now, let’s just keep it where you connect the best, fitting sex. So the contents of your chest pulsates before we rest. I’m guilty of enjoying you in the way you crave to be satisfied to you core. It’s just sad that bring that there’s nothing more.  So tell me again that your kink is the trigger to your emotional status. Ooh wait, that was your secret that you keep under the mattress. I’m not mad, I just wanna be shallow bcuz I’m glad I get to dick you down. I have a lil time to kill so open it mouth. That’s what you like as you pretend to open up. And now we both know there’s only one thing spreading to accept the acts of lusts. It ain’t your heart as we twist and turn through the curves that hands tend to play. It’s your body that needs me to escape. It seems one caught on to the misfortune that’s came to me in the shape of you. As I’ll never feel hour you’re inner makings thrive to be put to use. I’m a stiffy, hardened by the likings of your sexual desires. A beast that came to life that is cheated outta passions fire. Being barred with your naked flesh is when I hear you speak of any type of depths. Bcuz the whispers you sigh creates a superficial slut so you can maintain long enough until there’s nothing left. What a ride, right? One day I’ll rid you of my life. You’re not what I expected but damn the thrill of you walking out. Just post the memories as you cater to a different cock that’s been been found. And he’ll fall for the physicality of your presence for sure. It’s the only piece of you worth the lure it takes to reel in a cure. From one pogo stick to another you land and bounce as you hide. You only want a luv’t to lie to about an endless forever that’ll fuck with their mind. As for now, imma keep on doing all the dirty lil things you melt to. So loosen up and drip as we move. I like it bcuz I don’t haves invest. I can fuck you like we just met. Locked beyond reason so your eyes roll with the curling of your toes. You’re not mine, no no no. You’re fun and I can’t get enough. I’m weak to the rush. To the fingertips clinging to my skin. Within you is the erotic disaster upon my grin. As the begging and submission tells on you. You need a man to release you from your truths. To break you. You own you. Owned until to cum. Then you’re distant and numb. Awaiting the next interaction that helps overlook the emptiness in which you dwell. You make my cock swell. Reaching heights for you to slide down. You enjoy the way I stretch you out. I can dig it as I dig in to the sins so sweet to my ears. Tell me, it’s me you fear. Let it be known I’m the why you refuse to give in. Your know I’ll have you bending backwards when I touch your ribs. Given you a purpose that sexuality grows on. I’m more than the epitome of your lower frequency state of being my whore. You give it up but not once ever given in. We only tamper with your sins. Adjusting your mood swings to ease on up. So you can come undone. Do you don’t havta admit that you hate luv’s curse. That you’ve fallen for the way it all hurts. The pain is the sinister effect you praise. More so my fuckin name.!.