They say I'm charming and seductive; that my words are aphrodisiacs and I'm a smooth motherfucker.
In response, I simply reply, for what reason should I lie? Falsehoods are bitter and rotten to the tongue, and my tastebuds deserve not the disgrace. I have no desire to gas your head nor do I seek to woo you out of your Vickies. Take my words at face value, my motives are not ulterior.
"You are beautiful"
...now look me in the eye and tell me that I'm up to good.
"Your flesh is as sacred to me as black gold"
...now take my hands and tell me that I'm lying.
"You are home to me"
...now hug me and tell me you believe that I'll let you go.
I speak graphically & I speak truthfully. In a world drenched in lies and misdeeds, take solace in the fact that all the hidden beauties of their and our existence can be found via the slit of my lips.
Sincerely yours,