Anticipation.
Love when I know that I’ma see her
She walks by side profile, I take a breather
Now I’m neither
Some schumck or Love Struck
The Carols daughter Candy paint on her lips I wanna suck
Wanna kiss,
Her smile and style is pure bliss
Hard to dismiss that this beauty exists
I insist,
She’s all I need without objection
Essence incredible make you lust for a connection
Dream she’s edible it’s a must for her affection
Sum of all her parts is an erotic art collection
Plus her complexion… exquisite as a movado
Her Skin is Silk mixed with Caramel Macchiato
Tall or Grande
It’s like her shape was formed from Bomb clay
“If” I got the “Green light” I’d “Ring the Alarm” like Beyonce
And “Get her Bodied” Man “Listen” “Flaws and all”
“Work it out” and drench the “Kitty Kat” hit the walls
Text Message or call
Eyes reminds me of The Fall
Big and Brown, gorgeous, she stares and Im enthralled
Words are at a loss
Damn that lip gloss
And it’s so cute how she stands with legs crossed
Man some Vandross and maybe Jamaican Rum
Shots off her stomach,
Circle her navel with my tongue
Down to inner thigh, then the button till she cum
Gyrates on my face; not stoppin till she’s done
Sounds like fun
Sounds like she’d be a cool one to kick it
BUT
If I met her and approached, she’d prolly be like “forget it”
