You hold me so tightly in your arms
whispering I LOVE YOU's in my ear
kisses so passionate climax could be reached
enterwined in a love ball , Iam intoxicated by your scent
sheets wet,passions hot...mmmmm this love is real.
you softly stoke my hair, your strong hands glide over
my mounds and vallies that make up my voluptuous curves.
I can't live without you, you are part of me as iam you
You make love to my mind and your words embed themself into
my long term memory......
This is deep,
this is
this is
NOT REAL
ITS NOT HOW IT USED TO BE
INSTEAD OF WHISPERING THERE'S YELLING
YOUR NOT SAYING YOU LOVE ME, CAUSE YOU HATE ME
THE SHEETS ARE NOT WET FROM THE LOVED WE SHARED BUT
THE TEARS I SHED
YOUR SOFT STOKES ARE NOW SLAPS
NOW IM FAT....YOU USED TO LOVE MY THICKNESS
THE MENTAL LOVE IS NOW MENTAL ABUSE... INFESTING MY MIND
LIKE AN INFECTIOUS DISEASE, YOUR WORDS CUT LIKE A RUSTY
BLADE, PAINFULLY CUTTING INTO MY SOUL...KILLING ME SLOWLY
SHATTERED DREAMS OF WHAT ONCE WAS LOVE...IS BROKEN LIKE GLASS
IT CANT BE FIXED....
MY SWEET DREAM.....IS NOW A NIGHTMARE
I NEED TO WAKE UP.......AJA