Mr Philanderer

All acquaintances or communication is a trap private communion of naked bodies and then it’s a wrap. Lies are systematically coined to always have a buyer the trade is rigorous with much strain, yet won’t retire. His craft, bullies loyalty to break or bend it’s just fun, nothing bad for something to mend. Lips and swagger form the wand that makes them abide causing numerous heartbreaks to keep them aside. Scanning through feminine zip codes with one eye breaching and encroaching, yet nobody asks why. Mr. lover, lover, using the consent of women to enjoy this phase some blend and pass, others have a case. Always creating a virtual zone quite fantastic then ruins the music with an anatomic stick. Behind the zip is the venue for most events tricks to make his bed an erotic capital, he invents. Before the need is met, he appears a saint after the goal is scored, he washes the paint. As long as this lamb tries to be the bull it’ll live its life measured as half full.