We Share

Let’s strategize and divide him

Get the hard stuff out the way

Let’s not scrutinize or chide him

We need to figure out our days…

You can have his heart

And I’ll control his soul

You’re getting his most vulnerable part

 But at least his soul, I can still mold

His eyes remain with me

And I’ll begrudgingly give you his lips

We’ll invite you over for tea

.... I’ll look away when you give him a kiss

You can have his chest

And I will take his shoulders

We’ll quarrel over his flesh

Because his skin feels like butter when smoldered

Since I have his soul, it’s only right that I keep his mind

You might think I am cold, but you get his face

And the nigga is fine

I don’t care about his outer

You can actually have all his physical features

Because his personality screams louder

Than a blown out house party speaker

They say that women are catty

And can never agree on a plan

But us two women are a bit batty and

Happen to love the same exact man

I won’t hold that against you

And I hope that you won’t either

Our feelings are placed in full view

And our man is the special guest speaker

We are just his zombies and we follow his every command

He's standing right beside me and you have his other hand.