I love how she feels, I love more, how she tastes
Everything about her, puts a smile upon my face
Some poets eschew their love, in lines and words exposed
I'd like to think I've garnered mine, her cream, upon my nose
Oh how she drives me to ferocity, as I'm consuming way too much
eating so voraciously, her grasped, within my clutch
I know it's not that good for me, it's not all of what it seems
devouring my cream filled cakes, a Hostess ******* dream
Apr 4, 2017
Apr 4, 2017 at 1:15 PM UTC
I love how she feels, I love more, how she tastes
Everything about her, puts a smile upon my face
Some poets eschew their love, in lines and words exposed
I'd like to think I've garnered mine, her cream, upon my nose
Oh how she drives me to ferocity, as I'm consuming way too much
eating so voraciously, her grasped, within my clutch
I know it's not that good for me, it's not all of what it seems
devouring my cream filled cakes, a Hostess ******* dream
