Che plans to lead you up to her bedroom. She throws you on the bed. Your sitting on the edge now. She can smell your cologne tonight & the aroma is turning her on. Your tuggin at her belt, planning to unfasten her size 7’s but , she wont let you. Her plan is to perform for you, not you performing for her. So, she lays you down and climbs on top of you. You like this & she can tell just by how hard your pants are under her. She leans forward kissing you on your lips & neckk. she bites your ear & whispers , im horny. you reply me too. You both stare at each other for a moment & you begin taking off her shirt. followed by her pants & she does the same to you. The story continues…
Greedy am I, greedy as them. Greedy as her, greedy as him. We portray greed because of the lack of substantial things we take in. No not just food greed can be with people jobs emotions or anything we choose. We constantly allow ourselves to take in things that won’t fill us up but enough to hold that empty space in our gut. Not knowing, that was just sumthin to take space sumthin that’ll hold you a little until another taste. Start filling yourself up with the things that wont “hold you over” but let you say my pointless consumption is over.
Speak life into my world girl because I’m not living as much with out you. Speak life into my world girl cuz my heart don’t beat the same without you. Your my heart now let me beat, your more then just my pupil you let me see, a world I could only ever dream of. Oblivious to destruction of this world but attracted to the construction of mine a “Blueprint” to my mind I guess you can call it the “Takeover” the way you race over my tracks switching lane back to back to find the quickest way to my love, just ask. I say you got the strings this your show let me take a seat this your row. Sit back relax and watch my girl, do what she does best speak life into my world.
Isn’t she a sight to see. She doesn’t fully know but she’s the one to be, with, for as long as our hearts let us. Pray that the pace we moved doesn’t make us regret “us”. She staring at me got that look in her eyes that look that says your my surprise. I never knew we would make it to now to that feeling that makes me think I’m her king now where’s my crown. Her touch makes me weak but strong In the pants I be damned if this isn’t her best romance. Our time together to say the least is magical that type to make doubts dissappear like a magic show. No I’m no David blain but my passion for you slowly makes me insane. Commit me to your crazy house. Lock the door throw away the key and give me all you got to give out. Body drained nothing left but enough to conjour up that sweet little stare that stare that says I could be anywhere else but I’m glad I’m here. With you