Pretty pretty liar,
She fills all your desires,
She's as beautiful as dawn,
And as precious as dusk,
She walks with confidence,
The pride of what she has,
Worn around her head like
a lion's mane.
Pretty pretty liar,
She's all that I desire,
Her beauty has me spellbound,
Her eyes strikingly bright,
She pulls me to her,
Her lips meeting my ear,
As she whispers sweet nothings into my ear.
Pretty pretty liar,
Her touch sets my body on fire,
She's the water I'll always be thirsty for,
The meal I'll never get tired of,
Nothing she says is ever true,
But when her eyes meet mine,
I see truth in every lie.
Pretty pretty liar,
Be the mistress to my lonely nights,
The darkness that shines too bright,
You can keep my heart,
Keep my soul,
Because I love it when you're in control,
Hold me in a lasting trance,
For I never wish to be freed,
Not when your hold is ever
so magical.
S.B.D7
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