I just can’t understand it Why you acting all like this, When you and I both know it was you all along who started this fire It was you who set my heart aflame and there was no other arsonist near To get me burned by the fire So marked by the flame Yet you still look away and act as though you didn’t even see the sparks ignite between us. So I guess I have to interrogate your sweet little ***** Just to get to the truth! Therefore, I’m pressing charges Right now pressing my hand to the wall Entangling my fingers in betwixt yours As I pull down your bra Pressing your chocolate milk filled breasts flat against the two-sided glass as I begin lick your soft neck Stroll my tongue down your backside to slowly grill your lovely [email protected]# However I need some evidence, The least bit of existence that this fiery passion did occur Hence I run my finger through the curves of your legs then feel for the warmth on your checks That’s all the proof I need to read you your rights: You have the right to remain silent, but you also have the right to scream If you don’t have a lover, one will be appointed to you And what you do or say at this moment won’t be held against you, But always kept between you and I Nevertheless I see you remain the silent type So I have to use force this time Slam you down and stretch you out on the black questioning table and spread you wide to cross-examine your thighs, get deeper inside your mind, quizzing you on every bit of these 21 Questions Beginning with Can I go deeper? And Baby is it good to you? After I reach number 21 I’ll just stop Hover above you and let my brown eyes shine down into yours as if it were the little white light Then I’ll ask the last, “Do you love me?” And watch as you break down and cry Screaming out your guilt! Then I’ll know that your love was real and at that very peak of that cry I’ll lean forward and suck that plea bargain from your wet lips. Telling the jury of your peers in my closing arguments That Yes, you were guilty of loving me, but your love was innocent, And your only sentence and time should be a lifetime of your heart’s eternity chain ganged to mine.