X Sta C

It’s when he has your mind, Intertwined, with his fine, wine and dine, of his time, no longer confined, To your inner mind, It’s when you find yourself lost, In his emotions, lotions, and potions, With or without his inner personal, Emotions and or devotions It’s when you find yourself melt, With the wealth of his physical, Soulful, & spiritual self It’s a yearning, a burning, confirming the passion and fashions of satisfaction, with his orgasmic reactions It’s the knowing of his controlling, And performing, in a way you end up conforming, to his alluring morning It’s when you find yourself prolonged, With a love song, gone wrong, In a place you don’t belong It’s when your body quivers With jitters, getting bitter, Yet still wanting him to come hither It’s when he has your mind, body, and soul Out of control, cause of his masculine role, and undeniable hold, I don’t know why he got to be so cold X-STA-C The best of me, rejecting me, caressing me, un-protecting me, I’m no longer safe you see X-STA-C controlling me With his fantasies, of projections in me, No longer free, From his touch of X-STA-C