You are thirty

living a life of lust dirty

turning down Love and commitment as unworthy

you were my brown and sweet date

but to have a bite

was already too late

as I found what you hide and it isn't alright

that you were already rotten inside out

letting small hours

and strange women's powers

steal you out and about

instead of your partner I became one of your Delicious dates

an overload of disgusting pleasure on your plate

cheating in high speed

it's impossible to come when you have already spread the seed

expired satisfaction you are trying to feed

underneath your soft shell

so hardcore

I never knew it could dwell

Though the sin I could smell

I saw the signs all too well

A love fruit I bore

only to become your whore
if it's naughty that you are looking for
You were blind to see that you already had it before
My womanhood is a strawberry covered in white chocolate eaten by a man who loves me more