Wednesday, October 2, 2013

Naughty You

Naughty girl, you make us boys fall in evil thoughts
Spring sprung you in a fashionable status, you made a statement
It is more than the cologne, a strong scent in all your seductive places
More than your strip tease revealing the phantom you worked on through winter
More than the stilettos, a gift for your portable height
It is all you, a naughty you, evil us, death to our lonely hearts

No love, no love”, you cry for more lust, less love
Rose petals falling apart as they struggle to hold on to you
You model through the crowd of warmth on a chilled weather day
Seeking what would not be love to the next early morning
A cycle of your life as you look to share no feelings
For you have found it as a hurtful ballad of your loving picture

Naughty you, evil us, a definition of what may never be, love
Your lips’ sipping on that beer, a value of seduction
Leading us to get drunk courtesy of more than your cologne
A shield that sets our true feelings aside, and in bed we indulge our strengths
Waking up from a hangover of an intimate scene that remains a memory of the past
It is all you, a naughty you, evil us, death to our lonely hearts