remember how you ride me like an roll royce
now you have destroyed me from all the other boys
how i fell out that wheelchair into your care
and you pick me up like i wore a little teacup
the best transport i ever had was the one i had in retirement
thought i went to hell but went to heaven , sent
i like the way you touch my body
you make a good girl become naughty
and i like how you the only one who saw my booty
how you become my stylist and make up artist
,,, and everything on my bucket list
how you became everything on my wishlist
perfect and mostly i like you didnt reject
my friendship request after all this poems
because i knew i tend to seem a bit , clingy
maybe a bit needy but babe it just because you are so damn , dreamy
you painted up a perfect scenery
made every word come some naturally
beautifully , lovely and romantically
but
not sexually
just thought i mention that
i probably shoulld go to Dr Phil
talking about how i feel
but thats no , appeal
even if you are not real
we both need some time to , chill
in this panedemi
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