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She stays on mind so I can’t help but to think of her.
Oblivious to the fact of what I had to offer.
Thoughts of her brings a smile to my face.
Her body bangs like two 20’s with 808 bass.
If I continue to play with fire, I may burn.
Naïve to pain by love, so I may learn.
It’s not that type of party, so she claims.
In this ring, I’m undisputed like undisputed like Ving Rhames.
I don’t know what drew me to her: the golden skin, the radiant smile, the thick thighs, or the bangin body.
I can’t deny her beauty……..she’s a certified hottie.
The only thing holding me from you is me…..I don’t why.
I’d take my time with you: from walks to talks, to kisses to you being my missus, even to skin caresses, drooling as she undresses ………..til the day I die.
I’d keep her top shelf like the last bottle of Henny.
When I thought I had just run out of luck, I managed to find a lucky penny.
Come back to me, as if it was meant to be.
A heart pure as gold, but why we’re not together remains…….a mystery.