Sex isn't love....

Cause you make a body feel good
You fulfill all forbidden pleasures....
We meet our climax, Only to realize we never even started...
Sex craves it's own, doesn't want anything ...the eyes of the flesh....
Wanting what it cant have, labeling love...
Something it could never be, So many women in the bed ...yet ,you love me????
Has to be my mind, That taps into your deepest thoughts....
I need to be the reason your man hood rise...without me your soul dies...
What if you could never have a woman again???
Could I still be your friend,
Push your wheelchair...
I dont see a shell of a man,
Just the hurt and pain others have put us through..
Sex ain't love,
It moves from one lover to the next...expecting ones soul not to be vexed