Sugar-Bad Intention

1. A heart in need of a permanent home but not this vagabond in a split shift who always flunks honesty. Promises in tonnage but so eolian forward motion in a reverse gear yet I am so blind to dislodge the clues of his true self. Chorus Smiles so wrongful touches of blackmail words in capital letters coming out only in quotes sweet passions of adulthood relegated to a juvenile aim proof or none, his intention’s sugar bad. 2. His care of my sepal is still obscure an acquaintance but already playing lovey-dovey his eyes on my inners, they appease his impatience is clear the rate at which I click is ponderous putting him in the nick of his fantasies. Chorus Smiles so wrongful touches of blackmail words in capital letters coming out only in quotes sweet passions of adulthood relegated to a juvenile aim proof or none, his intention’s sugar bad. 3. Yet another deity of romance with cups of passion filled with bella donna he gets his meals in between legs and sees me as the next bloater an albatross is the last thing I need cos I can’t go back to the same spade to fetch out dark sands. Chorus Smiles so wrongful touches of blackmail words in capital letters coming out only in quotes sweet passions of adulthood relegated to a juvenile aim proof or none, his intention’s sugar bad.