the game of love
Love.. is a voidless emotion,
Ive sat here poised and toyed with the notion
That maybe it's the thought of love..
...that's poison is potent.
I'm hopeless..
Hopelessly lost, hopeless in thoughts
Hopelessly hoping it was all worth the cost
Tossing and turning, yet yearning for love
A church on the hill, a silloquette of doves
Ive hugged this pillow tight, thoughts of you
on a yatcht at noon. Coffee for two
En-capsulated beauty, it's essence fulfilled
Crimson silk sheets meshed with a tinge of filth
Oh the sin was real, i pinned you against the steel oven
Still smell a hint of garlic andthe scent of grilled onions
You said i feel something, i made a dirty joke
Then you returned with a wink & "yea, well i like to be choked"
I hardy spoke to you before that day of enticement
I lied to you about how marriage was priceless
She thought i was a caring gentleman, ever so nice
Til i inherited trust then embarrassed her rights
A harrowing plight, decieved this angel for a piece of ass
Then casted her away like she was a piece of trash
What a brash experience. like a book keeper beating the odds
But i was delerious, in thinking how i was playing a god
To pull at ones love strings is really a shame
But hell, when it comes to love i just love playing the game.
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