Honey Pot - Pity Sex

Found with a hand in the pot

Palms full, everything got

Gold skin on a summer’s eve

Shed tees and white teeth

I’ll take what I want

I’ll concede to all my faults

Dirty jeans and tongues pretend to talk

I won’t feel guilty when you kiss me

Love is malleable and it bends like a body

Legs wrapped around me

The Gated Garden is a myth I can’t conceive

And I know where I’ll sleep

Honey pot, honey pot

I’ll take what I want

I want

Honey pot, honey pot

I’ll take what I want

I want