I could say I love you

Lick those luscious lips

Tell you another story

Slap those voluptuous hips

But I won't condone lies

I want your creamy thighs

You are the never-ending

Muse to my belated ending

Where we go doesn't matter

Only the clothes we scatter

On our way to mutual oblivion

A second chance for heaven

I could say I love you

But, I don't

I could say I'll change

But, I won't

One moment, you'll hold me

Then, the next, I'm gone

Constantly moving on

In the throes of amour

When the pain is over...

Bring on the next

Paramour...

Very nice