I like you more when you’re a whore
You are less guarded, less eager to impress
You take but you also give
You live, Whore, You live.
But you love too. You love more.
I don’t think I can call you whore
I don’t think it’s fair
Perhaps ‘Lover’ is better
But it has less flare.
No…Whore you shall be
Let the world judge you so
You may be a whore but you
Are certainly not a Hoe.
(c) Slumpless
