Her caffienated smile
Under coffee brown eyes
Makes my hands tremble
Like I’d overdosed on her thighs
Thick and creamy
Juicy dreamy
Wired up to hear her sigh
My name, all chocolate,
From liquid voice said
As I brew her back to bed.
Her caffienated smile
Under coffee brown eyes
Makes my hands tremble
Like I’d overdosed on her thighs
Thick and creamy
Juicy dreamy
Wired up to hear her sigh
My name, all chocolate,
From liquid voice said
As I brew her back to bed.
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Musings on poetry, language, perception, numbers, food, and anything else that slips through the cracks.
(re)Living History, with occasional attempts at humor and the rare pot-luck subject. Sorry, it's BYOB. All I have is Hamm's.
