HIS KRYPTONITE IS MORE ENTICING THAN ALL MY POETRY THAT I CAN EVEN MUSTER, HE HAS ME RIDING HIGH OFF HIS LOVE JUST FROM THE MEMORY OF OUR LAST PLEASURE AND THAT ALONE KEEPS ME FEELING FLUSTERED. .. IF I COULD FLY LIKE HIM MY WINGS MAY NOT EVEN NEED TO BE CLIPPED, IT WAS SOMETHING ABOUT THE WAY HE HANDLED ALL THIS ASS AND HOW HE MADE BOTH OUR BODIES DIP.... FEVERISH I BECOME JUST FROM HEARING HIS SMOOTH SEXY VOICE, I GUESS I'M GOING DOWN FOR THE COUNT JUST GO AHEAD AND ASK THEM OTHER NUGGA'S ROLLS ROYCE... I'M WISHING ON THESE STARS SO MY SUPERMAN CAN COME BACK AND TAKE ME TO THAT ONE OF A KIND ECSTASY, ANNIHILATING ALL THESE OTHER DETROIT BROTHA'S THAT LIKES TO KEEP ON SWEATING ME.... NOBODY CAN COME CLOSE TO THIS MENTAL TELEPATHY THAT HE BE PUTTING INTO SOUNDS, AND THAT CAPITAL S. I WEAR ON MY CHEST IS JUST A REMINDER OF HOW WELL HE BE PUTTING IT ALL DOWN... I AIN'T NEVER GOING NOWHERE AND MY PUDDING IS ALL THE PROOF THAT HE'LL EVER NEED, AND NO MATTER WHAT ANYBODY SAYS HIS AIR IS THE OXYGEN THAT MY LUNGS DEFINITELY NEED TO BREATHE....
((( I LOVE HE )))
Copyright ¤ Shan-Teazy Ledgend 2014
That's a cool scribe, your flow was on point! Shantell. Eye diggz how you express ya self...Peace!!
ReplyDeleteTHANKS RA APPRECIATE NO DOUBT... PENS UPPPP!!
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