Rough

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just different

Used to love rough

Caught in the rip tides of lust

Still thinking it was love

She’s “the one” mentality 

Whenever a woman approached 

With the kind of qualities I couldn’t resist

You guessed it..

I even convinced myself I needed you 

Passerby’s recognized the oversized hearts

In my eyes

I was radical for the soft kisses she gave

The way she grabbed my face 

To pull me in closer..

Sent tingles down my back 

I loved the idea of getting rough beneath the sheets 

She and I disguised by the night light 

Soaking up the rhythm of desire

(Honing my craft)

Watch how I set her soul on fire 

With the way I handled her curves

I molded her body and she rose

To every occasion. 

“Make me who you want me to be”

She screamed. 

There’s nothing causal about love-making 

But it was tough 

Giving everything to a stranger

Approaching without caution 

Although there’s evidence of danger 

It’s tragic this game we play 

Pretending to love the way real lovers do

Caught in the destructive web with our hearts in the right place, but the wrong mindset. 

When it’s over it’s going to take three days

To cleanse my spirit and restore my faith. 

Written By: Desir'ee