Rhyming Isnt always honey and money its not always poetry
Seeing blooms of love which booms
Kiss me in the rain in which it falls
Love me on the sand surrounding us feel me beforehand
Infect me with your venom Im your victim
If you want me take me If you need me call me If your with me love me
Wanting, yearning your touch
Hold my hand on the the street we meet
Love me on the spot we lay for I feel as though I may fade into you
Explicit dreams ease my need, waking holding onto you
Wishing that maybe we may suceed those promises you made for me
What if I wouldnt live to see tommarow I would regret one thing and that would be missing out on you
Pepsi coke our love to make rhymes smooth the truth I meant to tell you....