Babe to fine;
Hurry up and come;
and be cautious; don't trip on me.
On arrival,
my lips will be dessert;
bed be table; sheets be guards.
The battle begins,
A battle with no victor. Both of us shining the way we want to.
She be on the PRETTY GIRL TEAM.
She be my dosage, my satisfaction.
ADDICTO !!!
YOU ARE READING
CHOCOLADY
PoetryMake her be Queen. You should be King if so. Now tell her what's all over you and relax. She knows who's Alpha. She knows what to do next. Son of addiction.
