Precious Blossom

Emotional breakdown
Face frowns.
Heartbreak in loves town.
Love is a bitch.
But lust is a hoe.
Love is a fight,
Lust? Hell no!
Tears fall.
Hearts call.
The engine in your heart stalls.
Is he mine?
Was he ever yours?
The risk you took
When you opened loves door.
Eyes speak of truth, no lies.
Was he in love,
Or did he just want was in between those thighs.
Love is soul, mind and body.
Lust is hunger, no control....the Naughty.
When you opened your legs,
was it right?
Or should you have made him wait,
Put up a fight.
His hunger drove his lust,
Couldn't wait to be in you and bust.
Fractions of your soul taken because of your actions
A mindless distraction in the sexual action.
Now time has passed and you have both taken a bashing.
Emotional overloads.
Heart explodes.
Mind implodes.
Who's to know,
When to go and show,
Love hospitatilty when he knocks at your door.
Who's to know, will you open up or no?
Let him keep knocking till he goes?
All because of your past,
It's like your heart was hit with C-4 blast.
Move on, grow strong.
Life isn't yours for long.
Enjoy and grow while alive,
So your heart can flourish and drive,
You and your strive
Sky high.
Just remember, it's precious what's in between those thighs.