You Egomaniac
by Emily Horne
New Years indulgence
Decadence
Kissed me in the midnight hour
Hey barkeep, another whiskey sour?
You egomaniac
Aphrodisiac
All dressed up inside my mind
Not what I wanted to find
You’re promiscuous
Licentious
Women dance in your head
You take me home instead
You’re provocative
Corruptive
Trapped within your sneaky twins
Working your way under my skin
You’re magnetic
Lovesick
Do you long for my caress?
I do want you, I confess
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