The Man Who Craves for Me


The philander will continue to try to get me in bed
He constantly plays with my mind
Could I ever give my heart to this freak
when I know in the end
my heart would be in a disaster
and the blood will leak?
My heart is that dangerous zone
If you play with it too long
you can break it from being strong
He's often thinking and always talking
about sex and all positions we can do
But if you get me pregnant
will you be committed and be true?
Because your money wouldn't buy my happiness
neither your sex
So, is this lust or is it love?
Is this desire from heaven above?
Could we ever be?
No! This man just craves for me

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