“The Getaway”
She’s my home and my getaway
No passport needed
We’ll travel around the world in one night
Without even leaving the bed.
I got addicted to the sounds and sites
So I don’t want this to ever end
I experience something new every time
Even when I frequent her tourist attractions
I just enjoy the food man!
Cause it’s home made
She’s my home made
She makes being home fun
I know we got the record for most late night home runs.
And that’s one of the reasons
Why she tells me to “Getaway from me”
When she craves her space.
When my appetite craves more of her
She tells me “Getaway..stop playing!”
Till she eventually comes back
Cause she misses me
And then I’m back home again
Hitting home runs
Call it home field advantage
Where every night is my home coming…
About the Creator
Luvert jr Holt
I’m just a Gemini man who loves to write love songs, poetry, and erotica...
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