I detest your compliments of lust
They are not meant for me
It is simply a way to denote your preconceived image
These words of desire
Are solely yours
It is a self proclaimed "gift"
I can refuse with no hesitation.
This canvas you paint
of lust and sensuality
It is simply that
An image
How is it my fault
When your logic is flawed?
Careful Honey
Your ego is showing.
And what a warped depiction it is.
Reciprocation is never promised
Lack of interest is acceptable
No debts are owed.
Why must you tame me?
Let me be free.
If we are meant to share this existence
You would know
If I am unattainable
It is is not due to minx like intentions.
I simply don't want you.
How is intelligence so frightening?
Are you scared I'll see YOU?
Tell me,
Why so often is this trepidation so strong
You feel the urge
To in-turn invoke said emotions?
Why is your first instinct
To subdue?
Don't you see,
I'm a battle you can't conquer.
Though if worthy,
I can be won over.
Why must I dim myself
Just so you can approach?
Honey, it's about time you obtain sunglasses
'Cus I am done hiding myself.
