by
Rebecca Strait
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Guts isn't it bad? it's just too bad that i am left to my stupid poems writing and thinking about you at like one and two in the morning... it's just too bad that i ain't got the guts to walk right up to your door look you dead in the face and tell you "i want to eat your pussy...." |
Sugar Cane lickin' your candy is like suckin' on sugar cane, a cool mint dipped in flavor grace and style, buried in whipped cream and toppled with soft succulent cherries that ooooze out juices for me to consume.... |
| The Sax your eyes are like saxophones that ooooze and croon with longing and desire they consume and overwhelm me so much so that i get lost in them trying to hold on to this gravitational pull in-between my pussy that will not cease, your eyes speak, beckoning me to cum yield and surrender to your everlasting love. |
Caribbean Queen your accent is so thick that it, often times, sounds mean like the way you stress the letter 'd' when you say "don't" sounds rude when, in actuality, it is not... and i guess this is where the miscommunication in our relationship resulted becuase i thought you had an attitude when you were really displaying interest and playing hard to get.... |
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