The chains and the bracelets on her body is like a shinning of a flaming fire
Upon her waist is a fine linen that shows the curves of her hips
The stretch marks on em is like a shinning glows of the moon
As thick as cloud I make her feel each time I played her favorite song
Her favorite spot is on my face
I don't complain because she gives me peace,
same time helps me roll my weed
Just like the double face of the bible,
she holds my hand when we praying together
What a dream girl I desire
We will never get sick because of our sexual healing will be top notch and hip tv can't play us
Where ever you're my body,
my mind and soul is calling you
love
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