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Full, Ambiguous

Seducing and Mysterious

I was told by an unsuspected nobody

that these lips of mine are a hot commodity.

But, I have to admit

that this recognition made me submit

to a curious rush

of bashful blush.

So, while I was floating high away on cloud nine

trying to make your anti-beauty fine as wine,

my impulsory senses betrayed my instincts

into manufacturing unneeded links

between your flattering detection

and my startling reaction.

You should have never made me aware of my sexy lips,

for they are now more powerful than ripe apple bottom hips.

Lickedty, Lickedty split of my tongue,

I'm gon tease you with moist residue well-hung.

I know you wanna taste my fullness thereof,

desiring a kiss more pure than a virgin dove.

This invitation has been written

and I'll be in a place sittin'

waitin' to play the game plan

made specially for me, your most temporary fan.

A sensible resume' my lips do have,

for their sweetness was once tasted on a past client's behalf.

If you've been craving for an extraordinary flavor,

these arousing greetors are a cool whipped creme's dash of

cinnamon savor.  

You're running to me as fast as you can,

anxious to morsel my lips' pecan brown and tan.

Staring in my face now,

you're wondering if you should bow

to the enchanting nectarine

of my lips burning in sensational fires unseen.

Ever-so closer your physical is getting to me,

causing my emotions to reflect a nervous glee.

A combination of warmth and cold

is the slight touch of your lips being hormonal and bold.

I'm finding myself falling for you

as you begin to kiss me like I'm fresh and brand new.

But I kill this moment quicker than sunlight on morning

dew,

because,

quite honestly.....



I'm just simply not attracted to you.