Young Purple Lover Red from my anger, Blue undercover What more could I expect from my young purple lover There I saw you standing, how was I to know You literally took my breath away from head to toe Too sexy to be real, astonishing even My insides started throbbing, anticipating heavy breathing Curiosity thrived on what laid behind those shorts Curiosity almost killed the kat, the kat of some sort So soon came the time, for your body to arise Your lips so perfect, in the center of my thighs Your two arms around me, equal four of mine As you explore my body, you take your time As the sheets start to moisten, the more I fiend Teasingly your manhood fills all of me The experience leaves me staggering, and my body explodes My young purple lover, how was I to know How was I to know, that we were just actors Acting like lovers, when love wasn’t a factor Never a factor, for you and me, was sex all it was to be Then why were we, acting like a couple acting like a . . . we We started off right, but then you spent the night Falling for you is what I tried to fight Fighting like lovers, why are we pretending Movies and dinners, as a couple we were attending My young purple lover, how was I to know That you would come into my life and simply go That you would take me to peaks, physically and emotionally And flirt with monogamy, it left me feeling so uncomfortably See you acted like my man, shit I’ll give you a hand A hand clap of thunder, for your performance I will stand I will give you a standing ovation, for the image you portrayed You came into my life, took me, shook me, and left me sprayed You sprayed through my cover which kept me protected Somehow you sprayed right through it, undetected On the inside I am hurting, I guess you could say I’m blue On the outside I am red, red from my anger to you Slowly you are slipping I wonder if you have been dipping . . . . out Red from my anger, Blue undercover What more could I have expected from my young, purple, lover
Reason for writing:
The inspiration was a guy named G.B. (Summer2001)
Birth sign: Cancer
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