Love's First
Men are what women are supposed to want,They are a fulfillment of our sexual needs.
They come from all around us,
Everywhere we look.
Wearing different types of cologne,
Different scents coming off of them,
A mixture of different tastes too.
Kissing them drives us wild,
Or so it is meant to be true.
But do we really need them,
To be whole,
Or is it just a hoax,
Something to believe in?
I find no trust in men,
Been proven correctly.
Cheaters,liars and thieves,
So much that it makes me sick.
They are caught up on themselves,
Especially their stick.
Why is that important?
Can't love exist first?
Not one man I've ever met,
Could say that love is first,
Because sex is always before.
Why is that?
Don't feelings count?
Please if only i could find that man,
That doesn't need the sex part first,
And will just let love come and develop.
But it is a lifetime away,
To find that man who'll say....
"Love's first."
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