Little White Lies

Okay beautiful let me start off by being true to you

Truth is I’m feeling you, down to your chewed up cuticle

I’m lying

I like your thick figure, but I don’t discriminate against body size

Truthfully, I didn’t notice your thighs first, I was more attracted to your eyes

I’m lying

I swear I’m not running game

I mean I’m getting tired of the chase, settling down is my aim

I’m lying

I promise I’m not in the business of wasting time

I want to be able to outline your life because I’m tired of tracing mine

I’m lying

I don’t do drama so I’m not trying to have you cry a day

I just want to swell your head with so many compliments you’d fly away

I’m lying

I’m not a dog although you can see my canines

Boundaries are damn near invisible to me like gray lines

I’m lying

I’m an open book with a few good stories

No negativity or bad vibes so no worries

I’m lying

Not an emotional person but they’re available

And I may have put up some walls, but I promise they’re scalable

I’m lying

The only baggage I’m holding can fit in a knapsack

But I swear I left all that in my past and I’m not trying to backtrack

I’m lying

Now normally I’m one of the good guys

Unless I’m really desperate then I might tell a few white lies

Something Different

Daily writing prompt
If you were going to open up a shop, what would you sell?

Well, I have a couple ideas on this subject. One would be an organic smoothie shop with organic snacks and foods, vegan friendly of course. The other would be a classic bakery that sells everything you could think of sweet. And maybe some of those sweets are infused with cannabis.