of the pain you caused me
while in the firmness of your grip
I won’t give a second thought
to what I gave or what you got
but I’ll not soon forget your lips
I won’t recall the nights
you left me feeling helpless
craving just your fingertips
I won’t ever think about
what went in and what came out
but I’ll not soon forget your lips
Love can be such coy coercion
bondage beckons bliss
sweetness is its own perversion
when brought forth by your kiss
I’ll forget the ties
that bound us to each other
I’ll forget the handcuffs
I’ll forget the whips
I may not remember whether
you wore latex or black leather
but I’ll not soon forget your lips
(that tongue stud’s forgotten)
no, I’ll not soon forget your lips
I will never be quite certain
what I gained from all that hurtin’
but I’ll not soon forget those lips
(I’m black, but not blue)
‘cause, I’ll not soon forget your lips
