My words are sweet,
Covered in candy.
My words are kind,
Dripping with seductiveness.
My words are yours,
To have to hold,
'Til the morning due us part.
My words are precise,
And have accuracy.
My words are hypnotic,
And drawing you closer.
My words are pleasurable,
Maybe even addicting,
My love is your drug.
My words are lies,
All a Façade.
My words are empty,
Like my bed.
My words are black,
But painted sweet red,
And oh so convincing.
