true romance

will take you into the castle of love.
the fire we bring. pleasure will i shove.
pigeon will i be. & you be my dove.
i prioritize you the first... of all things above.
will bow down my head to your feet
that'll i kiss,
i be your man; will make you my miss.
will get you jimmy-choo, & elvis, brown gucci.
just take me to your night, & be my monica bellucci.
i know, you watch "the notebook"...
"irreversible" have i watched multitudinous times,
allow me to be at your service
& let yourself get free...
in my arms for some nights.
it's called true romance. with furious fire'll i feed.
i'll impregnate you this night when our bodies yo meet.
may be, i'm thief; will steal your everything;
spoil your religion with the breath of your last scream.
it's called true romance? or pure exotica?
i ain't know 'bout love. ev'n love be xxx-erotica.
dirty things we do when we're in love.
the fire do we bring. pleasure us two behove.
your pigeon will i be. & you - be my dove.
i'll prioritize you the first... of all things above.