craving her flavor

asrealastheycome

imma confess, I feel our energies mesh very well

I see it in your eyes

No need for lies

I hear it your voice it ain’t somethin you gotta tell

Similar vibes that rides the same wavelength

You got all of my time

speak ya mind

My ears are your canvas and baby you starting with a blank page

So do ya thang let ya words paint me a pretty picture

Your beauty plus way your thoughts convey definitely is a sexy kinda mixture

That’s the type of cocktail I could never get sick of

Good lovin I can fix ya

Imma master chef when it comes to cookin up somethin intimate

You my main ingredient ya flavor be the most tasteful type of deliciousness

Always finish my plate shawty I ain’t done till I take the dish and start lickin it

When it comes to the type of meal you are

My appetite dont know what a limit is

  • Author: asrealastheycome (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 27th, 2021 00:31
  • Category: Spiritual
  • Views: 12
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  • L. B. Mek

    found this to be a fun read
    liked the offbeat, flow
    it adds something, I think
    thanks for sharing

    • asrealastheycome

      Appreciate the feedback. Thanks for noticing the offbeat tempo. I was hoping it was recognizable and not just a mess of words lol

    • myself and me

      A master chef indeed. Good appetite. Thank you for showing us the dish.

      • asrealastheycome

        Always hungry when it comes to moments like this 😉 lol thank u for the feedback



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