Criss cross labyrinths of your mind
For answers on why your relationships die
Criss cross escapades in which you go blind
To love and like clockwork they land in a refuse sty.
Criss cross deeper recesses of your love seat
For answers on why your proclivities spew broken hearts
Criss cross your mind why a sweet tit
Melts your cerebrum in whole or in parts.
Criss cross mazes of your thinking processes
For answers on why love slips through your fingers
Criss cross your lifestyle messes
To establish why you hobnob with sleazy singers.
Criss cross jigsaw puzzles of your lust
For answers why your roving eyes keep peering beneath underwear
Criss cross your moral values and your level of trust
To cure proclivities that imbue your relationships with too much wear and tear.
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