Fix Me Part 2

You are a sweet temptation of forbidden fruit so good but filled with sorrow.
One day we fight the next day we love like there is no tomorrow
You whisper "fix me I’m broken" so with every stroke I try to mend your tears.
I love you. I would be afraid of you if not for the thrusts of your hips to allay my fears.
You say you hate me but you can't get enough of me you can’t break f...ree of this erotic possession.
Once again we find ourselves out of breath practically lifeless after another passionate vociferous sex session.
 

There is something about you and your twisted ways that spins my head around causing my sensibilities to fail.
You tell me to go! I try to leave but you prevent me by using your body to block the door.
My head swells with desires as you kiss me biting my lip as we slide to the floor.
Softly you whisper "fix me I’m broken" as your hands make their way down my pants.
I try to resist but with each titillating kiss it’s no use I’m your puppet and you make me dance.

I hate you but I love you with all your hang-ups and perverted romance.
I say "baby i'm sorry but you can’t be fixed by a mere man". You whisper "fix me I’m broken".
I can’t fix you for I’m broken too. I’m in love with a woman I can’t stand.
 

Written By: Larry D. Miller