MY WOMAN
Blessed, in the feminine nature. With all senses, I know you're mature. I know my culture But, it seems I know you better, sure! Your molded head defines perfectness Your eyes are glowing as fineness As your nose defines brightness Your lips, well shaped to my likeness When I see your shady boobs; My heart tumbles like shirt with no hoods It baffles me like hopeless dudes Thus, I feel like eating them as foods Your figured hips are alarming! They make me think but I'm not forthcoming I feel like doing we-die-there thing In public, that is not proper for a sane being When I see your curvy tricks I pray not to fall into your tricks But, my prick think of sleeping in thy trick In that, each other, we will click Your love, I shall never bargain For that, I hope to see more gain For you being my main; You will never suffer with pain! I always appreciate, your thought! You, never treated as a bought To have you, I f