Opus...

Fighting it is hopeless/fleeting are these moments/each blink with you a bonus/you just might be my finest masterpiece my opus/you know how easy you could take away my focus/I wouldn't mind it in the least though I hope you know this/I try to be discreet but I know it doesn't go unnoticed/but I need someone to take it slow and grow old with/not just another to have me roped in/to have their way and let go again/I want someone at night my body to hold tight and close against/rather be a homeless simp/than a slave to the almighty chauvinist/remember if you decide to roll the dice, and give us a try well you already know the risk/you claim you know this thing called love, c'mon then please, I beg of you, just show me it...