Bad Boys Romance
There's a reason I don't call your name,
And there will be no games,
I don't kiss your mouth to make you smile,
I bite your lips coz it's my style,
You'll feel my rough hands pull your hair for when I do,
You'll never hear me say I love you,
I make love not on a bed but on your wall,
Don't go blaming me if you fall,
Don't resist if I persist for I am a tease,
I like to hear you begging please,
Your heart will pound, your sweat will drip,
I will take you on a blissful trip,
And when you reach your climactic scream,
My bites will fill your neck, for baby it's not a dream,
I will leave without goodbyes,
And see you when I see you,
Don't call, don't text,
Don't ask me why.
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