Back in a day foreword,
there was a young vibrant
woman who put both of her
hand on my young
breathing shoulders, she
wrapped her skinny legs
around my waste line like
sunshine, she actually
licked her strawberry lips
as the tongue in circles
all the way or the
downtown, she raise her hand
to my clean shaved baby
face dearly and dearest
in a romantic moment, she
pressed her dreamy
and creamy lips against my
lips, her touchable
feeling of love was very
cozy and comfort, she
captured my juiciest heart
of fate, she led my
spirit fulfilled indeed,
she uses my groove and
style of goodness and
proudness, she got my
world class touch after
all
Written by
Michael James Brindley
10-8-15
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