Shadows dance across the sunset
Causing winds to blow in objection.
Bringing water in the atmosphere
Moisture surrounds the advection.
Sensuality isn’t enough
The pain still causes the crutch.
Licks that comes in punishment
For all the women you touch.
Fluidity is what caused the spurn
Rejection made of cement.
Growing whispers among the crew
Nobody can taste the scent.
Waxes harmously in visions
The taste of the crime
Lost is the innocence
Lust is the man sublime.
Shining embers of the dance
For every step that you take.
Leaves no woman untouched
As you continue to set up your stake.
Carved in rivers everywhere
Women’s souls lay at your feet
Changing forces in the wind
Takes you to your next feast.
Never is your craving fulfilled
Stoic shadows still hide in vain
Every breast you see
Reminds you of your pain.
Finally, I stand to ask a question
About your ability to condemn
What will do with all these ladies hearts..