Baby, It's Not Love...

Please let me make this clear lad this isn’t love,

Nor will it ever be.

Sure you might think it is because I’ll still treat you well,

Still give you my attention, my body, my lust.

That doesn’t mean I love you, or ever will.

It just means I will worship your body like the sun god,

Touch you just to make you moan,

See I like that, I like feeling that control over someone's reaction, your reaction

When I run my tongue up your thigh, licking and sucking until I’ve put you all the way down my throat,

I want to feel your body tense and react,

But I don’t want you to love me,

So stop looking at me with those wounded eyes.

It's never been about love you see,

Just about sex, lust and you.

Nothing wrong with adoring someone for a time,

But it will end, so make sure you understand this before you jump into my bed again.

The sheets are soft, the room is dimly light,

Yes I’ll go all out for you baby,

As long as it's not love

You can bend me, twist me, make me beg on my knees.

Oh yes while we are in my bed you are the king baby,

Spank me, fuck me, punish me, it's all your game.

These lips though, tell no lies,

It's not love.