If I wrote you a sonnet
Tell me if I wrote you a sonnet
Would you for me wear a bonnet.
Bow and arrow I'll hit the mark.
Sing a song for me like a sparrow you can climb aboard my Noah's ark.
2 by 2 we enter the room but it's just me and you.
Hand in hand we plan a dance.
We float through time as we make some endless romance.
No bromance this is our chance to enhance our understandings.
Just me you and I as I skip across your dotted back with my tongue let me tame you your my leopard.
Open field lets roam through each other's mind and forget time as we get lost in it.
Just my hand up ur pants and my tongue up your....
Sorry too vivid let's leave some room for imagination.
I left some blanks in you so let me fill them right now.
Girl go ahead scream stretch reach scratch moan bite then rest if you need to.
But I'm gonna keep going like I'm stuck to you like krazy glue.
I'll skip dinner your my food.
I eat you no salt no seasonings your sweet velvet lips surrounded by pink satin are ready to be touched by the king of assassins.
And girl I love to hear ass clapping.
Im ready to dive in go swimming but once I come out baby ain't no way to make it go back in.
But see I don't get it.
Your better than me.
You can do better than me but still at the end of the day it's each other we please.
These sheets we gotta clean the furniture we gotta clean.
Our windows we gotta screen.
Let me read your mind as I go through the alphabet four times then rewind.
Let me make you more wet let me be that that dream turned to reality.
As you climax past your pinnacle our love starts to get more spiritual.
I get deep into all your emotions and I still have yet to rock your oceans.
Your songs of pleasure keep me going throughout the wet weather.
No one will catch that.
You stimulate my senses and awaken parts of my brain I never seen before.
With him all you could do was see it.
But with me you saw,open,closed walked in on and through every door.
I'm no magician but let me now give you my magic touch as you gush.
I unleash the one eyed monster and all you start to do is blush.
You tell me it won't go you can't last but I say trust me and we move on by hands gripping on ya ass.
I'm boutta teach a class and she tell me "baby don't hold back"
So I turn her on her back and don't hold back.
2:30 hours and we finish both our minds on a relapse so I whisper in her ear and she told tell me I'm ready when you are round two about to commence and this time we started in the bath.
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