Dos y Dose, End Dances Alone

Sometimes honest and true people get rejected when tethering two souls together    
   
Empty promises of love misspoken in the heat of moments petting pants of pleather    
   
Please be weary when you say those fraises it may change the perfect weather    
   
If your hopelessly romancing every broad from far away like me you’d wish to learn what’s better    
   
Cups of liquid lust I’m liquored up, warm women up and lick them up with every kiss on both sets of smiling lips    
   
I’m not allowed to live the loyal life is how it seems, no one wants to take me home I’m used to it but sometimes it even fazes me    
   
Until that time arrives my assignments finding those in need to feel happy, mostly holding hands, reading palms or my shitty poetry    
   
More often she’s not here to keep the innocence so I follow her along, I’m the devils advocate with added chivalry    
   
I let the ladies lead so I’m not at fault and it’s wrong if I don’t belong, relieved somebody feels I’m what they need even momentarily    
   
I live the loner life I’m mostly sad, so it’s a pleasure when we laugh    
I treasure tears attached by accident, retracted to their true love and leave us in the past    
   
Lifecycles is how I see them but I’m recyclable and lost in lusts becoming drunk on every feeling    
   
I’m not the territorial type of guy because In the end I only want to make them happy even if it means without me...