Sexy

by corey   Apr 23, 2006


You make the hairs on the back of my neck stand up, with just one touch, my love for you errupt like a volcano that never stops, i'm so addicted to you, you have the sweetest touch, thats just enought, your body is vicious, your lips is what i call delicious, if i was married, you would be my mistress, I'll be worth your time, you got all my attention, just sign me up, as if i was missing, me looking at you, is like looking at perfection.

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  • 18 years ago

    by Katz

    This poem is very hot tamale! well done