Summer nights & pink lemonade filled with ice
Her smile is as bright as sunlight
But the girl herself oh boy is she delight
The smell of her perfume sweeps me off my feet
The way she moves makes me complete
The girl of my dreams has finally became my sugar honey iced tea.
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Author:
B.rod (
Offline) - Published: May 2nd, 2017 19:05
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Comments2
Good loving write.
Very nice
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