Lust and the other one

I was made for a reason,
Infatuate all that you can,
Find love, get broken, become a speaker,
Then you’ll know you’re finding what isn’t lost,
Between some legs, don’t do more than explore,
Spare your eyes bag swells, spare your cheeks some tears,
I’ll guide you to people to whom love is a pet peeve.

Words and actions are vague,
I choose you without regrets,
Cause commitment isn’t one I’ll make,
Share my saliva, moan, but I’m not your boo,
Lean on me for pleasure, no use love press me die,
Heartbreak is a shelter I wouldn’t find comfort,
Guide my path to women who need no love but konji cure.

Wildkhard [TA]