𝐿𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒜 𝐿𝒾𝓉𝓉𝓁𝑒 𝒯𝑜𝑜 𝑀𝓊𝒸𝒽

Lately I've painted my nails red,
Bought my favourite cherry red lipstick
Cause you like your woman tall, dusky,
Proud, with classy attitude - pure artistic.

We'll meet again tonight, like we always met.
Your bonnie by your side, happily will interpret.
About the life she has with you, I'd wanna escape rather,
But you'll talk over coffee,commenting on weather,
As always you'll act finely, but I don't regret,
I compose myself, saying , might no clue you get.

But is this thing to go on,
Again and again with me.
Every time I plead with my bleeding heart,
Please! just let me be.

But when we spend time together, you love me, care and guide,
I forget for a while whether I'm a mistress on the side.
I believe you, when you say,
"It won't appeal to the fools"- ya it's true.
Cause I  ...
I'm in love with you, with whatever you do.

Yet many a times, something very cruel, tears me apart,
It's alarming, agony swallows every bit of my cocaine black heart.
I try to get over you,getting really down down down.
still I pick up your call and get ready to leave the town.
You shine as always, looking flossy, flame blue;
With your black car, blazer,
You make me feel sitting by the bonfire,
And having fondue.

But I'm afraid to think,starting at you, I try to pursue.
How can I get here with someone as hazardous and flawed as you,
But nothing I find such,
Perhaps, I love you a little, a little too much!
I lose myself again, in your dangerous tainted eyes,
I wonder, how I might get that convinced, at all times?!

Now deep in your mouth, softly I'm drowning,
I'm creeping around while you get so high,
With your every touch, crowning_
With gorgeous lips I'm 23, now barely breathing.
And again I'm falling in love, with the touch of your cold wedding ring.
Against my smooth hair, lily hips and thigh,
I'm happily your mistress and it's not a lie.
You are the one to have me, to play me so cool,
I believe you, when you say,
"it never appeals them. Yes, it never strikes a fool."

*The End*