SAA

I

Is he lying to me?
Am I lying to myself?
I like his lips, sex, and intellect,
But where are the emotions?
FUCK MY THOUGHTS!

II

You can take my lips.
You can take my tits.
You can take my clit.
You can take my thighs and hips.
But love,
you may never take my eyes.


III

Sex corrupts me, tells me lies:
"You're so beautiful";
"You're so hot";
"Harder. Yeah like that"
And makes me forget the consequences
After the moment. That present
Led to this present
When shit hits the fan
And I'm alone
Again.


IV

I am easy:
easily loved
and
easily fooled


V

sex stains the skin


VI
Brown eyes, lined red,
They've seen blood shed;
Deeper than the "natural" hues,
Blue and Green,
They've seen me.