Posted on 03.18.21 under Uncategorized
We’re just tourists in the Limbic zone
We threw the dice, but our bet was blown
It’s all fun and games until we lose
Then we cry and claim abuse
There are highs and lows
And love that comes and goes
Abandoned embryos
All things must decompose
Seduced by a wanton smile
Fishnet stockings never out of style
You found pleasure climbing to the top
With no one telling you how to stop
There are highs and lows
Pure joy of afterglow
Perfumed like a rose
And everybody knows
Your moods ran hot and cold
With tantrums to behold
Drama for breakfast and dessert
And then you played the introvert
There are highs and lows
And love that comes to blows
So don’t hold that pose
Your soul will decompose
Corrupted in a storm of hot consent
Bankrupted lust spent instead of rent
Discharged passion spewed in the dust
If only I had not betrayed your trust
There are highs and lows
Pure joy of afterglow
Perfumed like a rose
And everybody knows
There are highs and lows
And love that comes and goes
Abandoned embryos
All things must decompose
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It’s a saga of Fire and Ice…