A Fantasy Not the Real Thing

sex is meant for marriage yet many escape through vice with *********** a married man seeks more then the real thing by having a fling there are lines being driven in the sand hearts are purged in the under garb of vice escapism through the portal of lust paying no attention to in God we trust like an old car they rust being carried away by sin, self & Satan shadows block the full view of there sight they feel they could sin cause that's there right like a caged rat hidden in a tiny hole who could stop this madness it's just a fantasy it's not the real thing sometimes a fantasy is all you need hearts are torn and some that bleed people do as they so please cause the girl is such a tease knock you to you knees as busy as a bee a temptation that quickly comes and then it goes just like cocaine goes up your nose a temporal high but the ramifications is devastating now what are you waiting for go do what you have to do having bitten off far more then you could ever chew yet this is nothing new its all been done before remember ther famed Studio 64 the socialites would party like never before many were kicking in back with a two bit whore screaming for more