Metaphors & Her

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first love

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See you expected me to put my lips on yours. The first time our eyes met and made contact and have passionate sex from the kitchen to the living room floor. And you expected me to use common metaphors, like other brothers use common metaphors to better their probability of get in your panty draws. Understand sweetheart, my metaphors has no monotony in common, between me and these other new school player brothers. Understand these dudes unlike me, needs two metal fours busting at the same time with no direction, trying bust at numerous women with no accuracy of where their heart is heading. Common case of a brother thinking with his and not with their brain. See, but I'm a veteran in the game, because all I need is one metaphor, and one metal four to shoot and let my love spread all the way through, one woman's body tissue. Find a way to make her weak in the knees, as If she was suffering from sick cell and listening to "Swv". See I want this one woman to understand the magnanimity of inner peace and love, before I enter my magnaminous piece inside of her inner crease. And release this woman's mind, body and soul from the troubles that's been bearing a burden on her soul. And make love to her mind first, and then stroke her body and let her cum, until she reaches her zenith peak. See I customize my lines specifically for you! Because I can't use the same last lines for the person, who was last and line. Because that wouldn't be fair to you. See "you" you are the definition of a queen. So I couldn't see myself having you extenuate my honesty, from things of my past. Palliating the things I let pass without disembarking and disembodied in my past. And having them to come and haunt me here in our present without aggravating our future, because you are truly the one, who I want to make my last.