Why do I keep going back to you
Cryin like I need you.
It could be cause you were my first love.
My first taste of the love you game me.
Or even cause you were my "first" fuck.
Or maybe it's cause we both kno what it feels like.
N heaven knows you ain't all that
You're full of shit
Maybe you know all the right things to say
That makes me feel so wonderful.
Who knows.
You like to get with other chicks
So I know you ain't that serious about me
But neither am I.
I'm not attached.
We both love the taste of the drink
Goin through our veins
With the taste of sin.
And it's wicked pleasure.
N you like to think your tough
But I am so much stronger than you.
You have that cute face
and a dick that everyone calls a magic stick
Cus you kno how to make a girl scream and shout
N how to make her cum.
But you're not even close to perfection.
So how come when im around you all I wanna do is open my legs and let you in.
When I kno all you want is this lil piece of me.
I guess I shouldn't care
when I see you with that bitch
But it's a once in a while thing
when we're both horny enough
and I open my legs and let you take over
So we can both feel this thing again
Where where both in love.
N all the imporfections dont leck out.
So I can feel like this
Until you call again
Wantin more.
N I get this feelin all back
From head to toe.
N somhow I want more.
To be so close to you.
Reason for writing:
To a guy who I still have feelins for.
Birth sign: Taurus
You need to log in to edit this poem if it is yours.
View more poems by Bamachick.