I don't know how to say this
It's been in my mind ever since
On the eve of my birthday
That's when we first kissed.
Sweaty palms, heart beating out of my chest
With my lips moving & mouth open wide
That's where your tongue rests.
You is who
Where my mind wanders off to
Sometimes I wish there were an " us "
Matter fact, ALL THE TIME
Because all we got now is frustration & lust..
- To be continued . . .
AyoElizabeth
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Before The Quarter of June
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2b2b2 says: Tight Write....left me wanted more.....I will check pt 2....thanks for sharing! |
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Nikki_phressh says: Awww that's cold .. Finish!! |
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Before The Quarter of JuneI don't know how to say this It's been in my mind ever since On the eve of my birthday That's when we first kissed. Sweaty palms, heart beating out of my chest With my lips moving & mouth open wide That's where your tongue rests. You is who Where my mind wanders off to Sometimes I wish there were an " us " Matter fact, ALL THE TIME Because all we got now is frustration & lust.. - To be continued . . . |