Did
you know you’re my kind of beautiful that’s why I dropped a knee woman … you
yes you … my next to wake bad breath droopy eyes and imperfect hair… looking
cute as hell we are the perfect pair…
I
love the way your super comfortable in your skin and mind state that kind woman
who eats whatever she wants (confidence so sexy), life to sweet cheese cake chocolate life to short “there children starving out there no food to waste” we can work
it off in the bedroom… so I eat without
care .
Your
charismatic flare in moments of madness…compassion in the soul love beams
through your eyes, if she knew how I love the extra how she carries the extra in
her thighs dirty naughty
jokes slip off her tongue … she is such a breath of fresh air…
Sophisticated
smarts and sexy… she doesn’t take herself to seriously she got me wetting the
my lips and maybe hers (who said that) maybe in my arms you don’t have fear but
some of thoughts you speak put shock in my ear… and when someone is stupid enough
to give you lip and attitude, I got your back but turn my back and think “oh
dear”…
Royalty
... a king and queen so we know the seed
we will bear, if you were poem written Tupac’s
“Rose that grew out the concrete”, merged with “can you see the pride in the panther” a
splash of Maya “Phenomenal woman” and a
pinch of Nikki Giovanni... “I have you” I think that the perfect pair …
Forgive
me I am not trying to be stalker just me a Cloud walker, I wake up a few minutes
before you do and you are my kind of beautiful, if you could see you as I see you would understand why is stare…
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