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A


Let’s call her A

 

A has beautiful lips with

Curves that won’t call it

quits

legs for days

that leave me in a haze

 

A has milk chocolate skin

Enough vanity to just let you in

an attitude of:

don’t get me started

quick wit,

but heavy hearted

 

A has a smile on her face

but a tear in her heart

On occasion she may need an embrace

but don’t ask her to start

A has stories of her father

most containing

drugs

Stories of her mother

almost all ending with

hugs

 

A has a last name that starts with

P

it stands for problems...

If you're asking me

 

A is a fine wine

relying on time

to age her to perfection

 
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