Sweet little compromise
Sweet Little Compromise
I love your sweet little compromise.
I love your deep blue sexy eyes.
I love to watch you sleep at night.
I love to get between your thighs.
I hate the way you make me feel inside;
I hate the day I love the night.
I hate to hate, but hey, that’s life!
I hate it seems to me all the time.
Your love’s my disease, it’s very contagious;
It seems like everyone’s falling around us.
In love that is, they fall for each other.
Finding their other; their favourite lover.
But love’s a disease that eats out your heart;
The day is now over, the nightmares will start.
The hate and despair, will tear you apart;
Until your find your next, so the love story can restart.
(C) 2013 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
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