I never thought that someone like you,
could make me feel the way that you do,
even though you ain’t my style,
when I’m near you I have to smile,
never had a man treat me so right,
even though you never spend the night,
so this is your warning, big, bad Buck
I’m gonna say I love you, the next time we fuck
Until then I’ll keep it moist,
and hope you’ll make me the scoundrel’s choice.
—Kat
This article appears in Nov 17-23, 2011.
Is this about a guy who wears shades when it’s cloudy outside?
he runs out after sex? Sounds like love to me!