Remember this
Sweet love you'll miss;
Since now
Your lips
Won't feel a kiss.

You're not alone
Talking with phone;
You hate
Your own
Distasteful home.

{Show me what you've got,
 Tell me something hot,
 And may be I'll be really smut
 Instead of being smut.}

Blow up my mind,
And I'll go blind;
My senses
Leave me
Far behind.

Turn off the light,
I'll hold you tight;
I know
That love
Is by my side.