Bad Man in the Streets,
This man's a Batman in my sheets,
Batman in my Dreams,
Yet unhealthy for me,
He's a dangerous Man,
A man with a gun is a dangerous man.
Dial up the Police,
I should have dialed up the police,
Instead i stay Put,
The man has a hold on me,
I'm addicted to this man,
Is it because I love playing with his biggest gun?
Every time we Kiss,
He fills me with desire,
And with his Touch,
He sets my body on fire,
He spreads me like a map,
And lets his fingers dance on my skin,
When he finds my spot,
Like an explorer he handles me,
It is a fact He bad,
But in bed this man be Badder!
Bad Man in the Streets,
Badder Boy in the Sheets,
It would be bad for me to miss,
His divine Blessings in the sheets,
He's my Kryptonite,
I like how he makes me weak,
If this is a crime,
Someone please Crucify me!
8 comments:
nice.....
thank you!
Other than the. Lovin the boobies in your p.pic :) . We are allowed to like them right?
Other than the poem. I meant
D a m n! Read it the second time, now i really envy this man.
Hehe... Good job hun. I love!
**am floating in space**
**am floating in space**
Great :-)
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