Monday, June 1, 2015

Blame Game

I can't blame them baby
For wanting you the way I wanted you
Craving you the way I craved you
Dancing with you before I met you
I dreamed you in the day times mist
A must have on my list I attacked with charm through my lips
Suggestive passes with a little aggression I focused my attention on the potential derivative of our exchange

I can't blame them baby
I can't blame them for desiring what they shall not touch 
I admire your security in my touch
I know they think
They thought
They try to know
But I can't blame them for always falling short

Sought after and attended to
They seek while I let your pussy play peek a boo
You'll never desire another ounce of passion
I'll pack it on They'll lust past dawn while I love on

I can't blame them for salivating in our shadows
I can't blame them for treating your dm's life a confession box
They pray to the heavens for the idea of you
As we surpass the idea of two
In sync and on the brink of breaking additional barriers
Crushing on my everyday reality 

The poison for my weakness
The remedy during fallen instances
Constantly stealing glimpses
Admiring my queen subjectified by fulfillment
Directly attacking any insecureness
The cure 
The explanation to every question 
The absolute stiffness massaged from every nook
The harmony to the melody
The tight verse over every beat

I can't blame them
For never understanding the lyrics to our song 
Caramel secretions in my palm
Audaciously loving congested with vibrant moments
Independently riddling through our purpose

I can't blame them for never amounting to the passion you seek
I can't blame them baby 

Impressions

Impressions

Fuck the first as we work on the last
They'll never understand anyway
Impersonating their Instagram adorations
Attached to the bigotry of their pretentious callings
Sparring between the fire sign challenges
The only impression of my concern 
Lies between your heart and your legs that I deserve 

Fuck the first as we work on the last
Hands up I won't shoot but I'll grapple your soul in my hands
My heart will nurture your every insecurity
My tongue will enrage only to calm the drunkenness of your sexuality
The only cure to your hangover

Fuck the first first 
Irregardless of my flirtatious banter 
An attention seeker taking full of advantage with my advances
Fascinated with unfastening your every shield
You'll always gloat without arrogant taunts wrapped in my arms
I'll love you beyond the follicles of your skin
Pardon my tenacity as I anxiously expedite my capture 

The only impression that will last is the love we build together