luna-melancholy

She isn’t an open book with everything laid out for the world to see.She only reveals a few pages of her life story at a time.Her touch is divine andThose eyes could give the stars in heaven a run for their money.As sweet as candy that diabetics loveAnd as painstaking breathtaking as a sunrise where the ocean and heavens meet,This beauty is the epitome of a phenomenal woman.Come, Oh come, you voluptuous siren!Ensnare my heart,entrap my soul,We’ll lose ourselves in this moment.Hold me close,Not too loose but not too tightOur hearts will intertwine tonight…

What a clever show they put on,How they hide their bushy tails so well.They come off so innocent while their real intentions lie beneath the surface.They know how to be so convincing above their treachery.They keep playing games,Leave you chasing your own tail.Only a person as weak as me could fall for their act.Their lies only hurt more.They use and abuse,It’s their favorite game.They play sheep so easily,You would never realize they’re wolves in sheep’s clothing.