Sunday, April 30, 2017

Lunch note to my future wife 1 love sick

They don’t know how our pillow talk is such a big part of this love thing and walk, you have the magic beans I am just jack enjoy magic climbing up you stalk, its so natural to us they call us primitive but this is how the natives talks, My Nubian pochohantas , how much do you wants this we describe us as timeless, looking at my wrist no watch but we know what time it is… your my natural mystic  when we kiss my lips stick, so we speak in tongues and language is so cryptic, i don't want to be cured all i knows that i am love sick

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