Thrusting without trusting Not love but lust,in time she sees how much of it she has lost....time that is See like an hourgla** with a crack at the back it was wasted, all the sand spilling out and she still never tasted,the sweetness that is love I guess she was too busy dining at the table of deceit, sharing empty promises of forever everytime she would meet someone new A twisted game she played,something of a prelude to the carnal feast Strikingly similar to the black widow,she spun her web of lies, then decapitated her mate Confessing her emotional unavailability,that relationships aren't her thing but the s** was great Surrounded by an impenetrable fortress,her walls unbreakble her time has run out she's too far gone,unsavable She has trust issues no thrust issues no relationships but many notches in her bed post,guess she's also got lust issues she'll do horizontal tango then tomorrow won't want you to close