Glossed strips of flesh
Young, some say too young
Love doesn’t know age
Lust only knows brushes of bodies and the smell of hair

I’m about to do a real bad thing
It makes my smirk sharper

She’ll let me
Beg me
Thank me
Eventually leave me
Hate me

She’ll want the lights off
He wont understand because she’s beautiful
He’ll love the things taught her

But he will never be her daddy