I look at you and I see perfection.
I see what god intended a woman to be.
I see a body so soft and full of life I almost can't believe
that behind all that is heart made of stone
and head that matches that core.
A place to rest a cock is what matters
in your life so full of shallow report.
If all there was to life and love
was what is pleasing to my eyes
then maybe it would be worth my time
to listen to your selfish lies.
