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Love/Hate Relationship
Thoughts of you won’t leave me alone
As I try to go through my day
I try to expel you from my train of thought
But you dig your heels in and stay
Passion so rough it’s bound to draw blood
This is what you have left me
Nowhere to go I cannot abate you
So tempting and hateful an enemy
The balance of seduction and loathing is perfect
I can’t stand you and you hate me back
But something inside just will not deny
You have no choice but to press your attack
The verbal assaults are the opening volley
No better artist exists besides you
Just when you’ve spat your best degradation
A slap ‘cross my face says Fuck You
At once I see red as I’ve had enough
With force I throw your sleek body
On the bed to land just where you belong
Your eyes say you’re anything but sorry
In no time at all I’m right where you lay
Kissing your lips as I grasp your sharp face
At first you protest but then you give in
In order to fight you must stay
You rip through my shirt and throw it aside
I pull your hair as we tumble through sheets
Your kiss on my shoulder turns sharp in my side
When you bite down too hard with your teeth
“Shit! Get off!” I push you on back
As my motive has moved somewhere else
I unbutton and pull off your pants to reveal
What your mouth would refuse to tell
You were ready for me in no time at all
As my mouth took you in in perfect satisfaction
One hand in my hair and the other gripping cotton
It was my mission to bring you elation
I moved up to continue my selfish pursuit
For the moment you were short of your breath
I turned you to lie so I could fill the inside
And show you the extent of my wealth
The string of profanities that flowed from your mouth
Was the best compliment you could ever offer
I moved in real close with my hand on your throat
There was no way this was getting any softer
My grip and my thrust grew ever stronger
You struggled to take in some air
Your hand found mine but didn’t pull back
The bruise on your neck you would wear
I shifted and finished as my mission was done
You felt my warm release cover your ass
Somewhere deep inside a deep sense of pride
Welled within me addressing our past
I would collect my few things and leave you right there
Laid out in all our fury
A bitch you may be but nevertheless
Sex with you would never be boring
As I try to go through my day
I try to expel you from my train of thought
But you dig your heels in and stay
Passion so rough it’s bound to draw blood
This is what you have left me
Nowhere to go I cannot abate you
So tempting and hateful an enemy
The balance of seduction and loathing is perfect
I can’t stand you and you hate me back
But something inside just will not deny
You have no choice but to press your attack
The verbal assaults are the opening volley
No better artist exists besides you
Just when you’ve spat your best degradation
A slap ‘cross my face says Fuck You
At once I see red as I’ve had enough
With force I throw your sleek body
On the bed to land just where you belong
Your eyes say you’re anything but sorry
In no time at all I’m right where you lay
Kissing your lips as I grasp your sharp face
At first you protest but then you give in
In order to fight you must stay
You rip through my shirt and throw it aside
I pull your hair as we tumble through sheets
Your kiss on my shoulder turns sharp in my side
When you bite down too hard with your teeth
“Shit! Get off!” I push you on back
As my motive has moved somewhere else
I unbutton and pull off your pants to reveal
What your mouth would refuse to tell
You were ready for me in no time at all
As my mouth took you in in perfect satisfaction
One hand in my hair and the other gripping cotton
It was my mission to bring you elation
I moved up to continue my selfish pursuit
For the moment you were short of your breath
I turned you to lie so I could fill the inside
And show you the extent of my wealth
The string of profanities that flowed from your mouth
Was the best compliment you could ever offer
I moved in real close with my hand on your throat
There was no way this was getting any softer
My grip and my thrust grew ever stronger
You struggled to take in some air
Your hand found mine but didn’t pull back
The bruise on your neck you would wear
I shifted and finished as my mission was done
You felt my warm release cover your ass
Somewhere deep inside a deep sense of pride
Welled within me addressing our past
I would collect my few things and leave you right there
Laid out in all our fury
A bitch you may be but nevertheless
Sex with you would never be boring
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