How does soft lips have such hard words travel between them; cold breath leaving a warm heart?
There is no easy in love, just a strong desire to carry on and try.
Heaven help your lies, the whisper melts my ear, my heart is beaten but strength is by my side.
How does eyes so sweet, makes my inside sweep as your truth sleep through each?
Is it time to spit you out, have you leave my system?
A big part of me want to scream and cry, but a small part of me desire to carry on and try.
All is fair in lovemaking, passion and the war in my mind.
I could shut down, turn out the lights. The theater’s last performance, no need for the charade.
Everyone’s fighting for the lead, what makes this a delight.
Silly me- melt on a whim- as soon as I see that smile- especially when you try- try- try.