The Lover Part One

How I feel could never be expressed with words because I am a physical lover
Carnal heartbeats and tantalizing words of wisdom and passion combine to prove my frequently broken passions
Time after time I give him and her my love, but never am satisfied
I feel like a nymph that starves for the pleasure of fucking ever time I turn around, but I never get enough because the pleasure is never great enough to blow out my flame

Is that what I want?
Do I deserve something better than a swinging dick?
Am I what my mind tells me to be?

I think that loves serves a deeper purpose than bleeding loves that empty further and further into nothing more than a one night's stand.
Stop telling me how beautiful I am, how smart, cute and amazing I am. Give me something I've never had because I'm tired of being your 'baby,honey,and dear'
Don't just smack my ass and go on your way. Give me the respect of letting me receive a night to remember
If you can't give me that then I think a nice 'Fuck You' would suffice.