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Apr 2013
He asked me…
Is the ***** his
He put his name on it
He know the way to hit it get it another man couldn’t dare..compare
To the way he love up on me..****… he know I wouldn’t ever ever share it…
He strum my body like the fine cords of a guitar
***** me crazy like a **** star
I try to run from it but..hmm..he don’t let me get far
I never ever lie to him
When I tell him
That this ***** belongs to him
He got the exclusive rights
He treats my body like an exploration
***** my ***** like he’s on a vacation
He never wishes to return from
And makes me forever come…to new heights
Oh you may wonder
Why my language is so ****** with it
So raw and uncut
This man drives me to pure ectasy
So it’s a must..that i
Tell him what he got me feeling
Tell him what he already knows
I love him 100%
But 300 plus 700 when its us without our clothes..
Most may say I’m sprung
Maybe even flat out crazy
How I let this man claim my body
I don’t know..could be…maybe
But I say
He can’t claim something
I let him put his name on anyway..
I’m his forever and day
A day and a lifetime
Drunk off his love like I’ve downed 6 bottles of red wine
Just so gone
But he finds me
He gets me
I let it be…
Just wrapped up in the moment of us
Knowing its love and not lust
Cause from beginning he had my heart & soul
And with this we have nothing but time
He places his hand on my hips
Brings me close
To his lips...and says
Is this ***** mine..
And I will always answer yes…
ShenequaMonroe
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