Tipsy Off Bubbly. She Was A Cutie N Heat.
Hot; N Tight Blue Body Dress With Boobs That R A Ultimate Treat.
Heart; Tattooed On A Shoulder, With Long Black Hair.
Air Of Some New Popular Perfume Adding 2 Her Priciness.
Suddenness; She's Now N Front Of Me With All The Right Questions.
Holes, All Over My Ol' Heart, Mending & Repairing.
Something, About Such A Beauty So Near, Kept Me 2 How Much She Was Caring.
Smiling Me, After: "I Ain't Taking No 4 A Answer." Was The Quintessential Key 2 Her Sweet Strategy.
- Authors: Broken Ankh (Pseudonym)
- Visible: All lines
- Finished: May 16th, 2023 11:30
- Limit: 15 stanzas
- Invited: Public (any user can participate)
- Comment from author about the poem: Another Run @ Modern Romancing, My Premiere Peerz. Have Fun.
- Category: Love
- Views: 2
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