TO WHOM MAY CONCERN
HI SWEET LADY. MWAH SWEET QUEEN.
On Queen's face spells Beauty,
Birds fly low for a better View.
"Looking Good"
To hold that's must looks Better.
Guinness Looks Of Greatness.. 👑💯
Dadrii we are all sinners, Imperfection.
Truth be Told, Her body I see Perfection.
Only admiring is committing a Sin.
Changes are for Clothes,
Mirrors say "Girl You look Damn Good"
Dadrii before I Earth You,
How could I? An embryo.. 🤷♂️😍
Baby Pinky Swear.
Leave & never go, be my Yo-Yo..
Baby squeeze me like Bread with Tin Milk,
Hour Sweet Loving.
My Heart I want her to steal,
Meat out Of Pot.
Baby Lock It tight. Good Pussycat.
Sweet Lady Holding you tight,
Let's say 2 becomes 1 My Tweezer.
Dadrii translate my thoughts into words,
Country girl Weh U Ben Deh all my Life?
Sweet lady could you be mine?
Her amazing body so Firm
Earthquake or belly growl No Shakiness.
Blow on Rice It cools,
Blow on Her She laughs, She's Ever Hot.
Baby just admit
You're MacDADRIIOUS.
About the Creator
Sean Noble
Poetry from the spiritual mind expressing Ways of creativity. Read passionately mini sadness, pure happiness. I have no Stripe account but will accept gratuity via PayPal. [email protected]. Thank you. Most High First Every Day.
Keep reading
More stories from Sean Noble and writers in Poets and other communities.
BARE HUNTER
CHAPTER 15 I pulled up in front of Sandy’s a little early, so I texted Becca again and left a message for Sharon, hoping she had a good day and I’d see her tomorrow. Two cars pulled into Sandy’s driveway. I don’t know why I was surprised to see another man with her. We’d been apart for two years and I certainly didn’t waste any time getting back on the horse.
By Tina D'Angelo4 days ago in Chapters
Comments
There are no comments for this story
Be the first to respond and start the conversation.