Pretty women why don't you fall to my feet? Pretty women you look so goddamn fine, like wine.
You say you're all that, so why don't you prove it to me?
You're like chef's kiss using your legs and feet.
I don't know how to breathe with your tongue inside of me.
You're my sexy queen.
You do the best cheering for me in the sheets.
Lacy dress, beauty.
Nudity, beauty.
Every word and, every moan.
You're beautiful.
Love and lust.
A/N - (inspired) credits to 'Pretty Woman' by Ray Orbinson
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PoetryThis book is a mix of poems and my diary entry's. I've been at a loss for words for the past 2 or so years after writing i story I practically surrogatly lived through and proudfully deleted. I've been trying to make a new start for myself since the...
