Your body turns me on
You make me want to turn gay
I see your thickness and everything
I don't care what they say
There's a reason I can't watch you move your body
The way you swirl so seductively
You're like a brand new Maserati
You treat me as your best friend, and undress right before my eyes
Ask which outfit is better and if I'm lying
All I know is that I'm dying to touch your smooth skin and massage your legs you can raise above your chin
I want to dive into your McDonald's and scream in pleasure "I'm lovin' it!"
YOU ARE READING
Twisted
PoetryThis is just an emotional outlet for me. P.S. I think I might be bipolar. It is completed until I feel like writing another poem, which I might tomorrow. Please, don't steal any of my work. Thank you **Images are taken from the internet. I do not o...
