If I am wiser then I need his love

It was the second hand toys that won his love
Thought he was smart so I bought him lunch
Since I invested and crossed his lap
Now am interested since I closed his tap

It was the honeymoon suite that bruised his love
Blood tainted favors that spilled his luck
Six thousand kisses won't bring him back
Ghosts from his past did drown his grunt

It was the second rate make-up that sent him pack
Mistakes I'd consider when I took this cup
Still he remembers when the rain drops hurt
Wounds he'll uncover from his boyhood past

It was my whole understanding that made him tough
Sweat reeking faces that revealed his plan
I now think I've seen him though I broke his back
For if I am wiser then I need his love

It was another man's pocking that unlocked my lust
Ladies am serious you should insist and clasp
When your man say's he is sorry then believe his rap
For the other one is watching and she will take his cask

So if you think am joking then adopt his scars
Wounds from his fetish and accomplished tasks
Friends will distract you when the pain hits back
Give you counsel to redeem your heart

Eleven years are gone since I saw him pack
Dust covered trophies still reflect his straps
Left to myself I think I heard him pass
Think blink and show me where to take these rags


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Narok, Kenya, Mara Game Reserve, 18-11-11
...drifting without sugar a collection by j.shigi