I just can't understand it
Why you acting all like this,
When you and I both know it was you all along who started this fire
It was you who set my heart aflame and there was no other arsonist near
To get me burned by the fire
So marked by the flame
Yet you still look away and act as though
you didn't even see the sparks ignite between us.
So I guess I have to interrogate your sweet little body
Just to get to the truth!
Therefore, I'm pressing charges
Right now pressing my hand to the wall
Entangling my fingers in betwixt yours
As I pull down your bra
Pressing your chocolate milk filled breasts
flat against the two-sided glass as I begin lick your soft neck
Stroll my tongue down your backside to slowly grill your lovely a@#
However I need some evidence,
The least bit of existence that this fiery passion did occur
Hence I run my finger through the curves of your legs
then feel for the warmth on your checks
That's all the proof I need to read you your rights:
You have the right to remain silent, but you also have the right to scream
If you don't have a lover, one will be appointed to you
And what you do or say at this moment won't be held against you,
But always kept between you and I
Nevertheless I see you remain the silent type
So I have to use force this time
Slam you down and stretch you out on the black questioning table
and spread you wide to cross-examine your thighs, get deeper inside your mind,
quizzing you on every bit of these 21 Questions
Beginning with
Can I go deeper?
And Baby is it good to you?
After I reach number 21 I'll just stop
Hover above you and let my brown eyes shine down into yours
as if it were the little white light
Then I'll ask the last, Do you love me?
And watch as you break down and cry
Screaming out your guilt!
Then I'll know that your love was real
and at that very peak of that cry I'll lean forward
and suck that plea bargain from your wet lips.
Telling the jury of your peers in my closing arguments
That Yes,
you were guilty of loving me,
but your love was innocent,
And your only sentence and time
should be a lifetime of your heart's eternity chain ganged to mine.
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