Tast'n like rich golden honey
wet, dark, and deep
damn baby, your pussy is sweet
the way you lay it down
knees scarred from
crawling on the ground
try'n to get a hint
a better sniff
of your lyrical gift
your juices flow like the Nile the
way they come out
strong, sexy, confident, with
no doubt
the more you flow
the harder I grow
you know you got me
under your control
especially the way you
make the "yes baby" roll
off my tongue
making me want to plunge
as far as I can go
inside your poetic soul
bouncing similes & metaphors
inside your walls
you go so deep I barely hear
your echoes call
I love the way you fuck my mind
hold on, back up baby,
what was your last line
you gotta twurk me slow & take
your time
I want to enjoy every drip of
your rhyme
wait please start again
but before you begin
I want you to sit there
in that purple chair
use your fingers play
with the curls in your hair
I want you to mentally
masturbate with your pen
make it sopping wet
before I jump in
Damn! Its amazing how
God can't hate on this sin
your poem left me speechless......great work! :)
this poem great work on it :*) .
Ok..........this also, a little too personal, but I'll try. Masterpiece in my mind and I'm not being biased. I had to read five different times to actually READ it. The words you use are in sync with the whole scenario. To me the way you write is like you are writing while you are in this position, doing this at that precise moment..........I wonder....... You write so smoothly that your pen must just flow and you don't have to stop to think about what your next line is going to be. You make love with your hands not your mind that's why your writings flow so easily, am I right?
I love this baby...straight hotness