Good Good
By Felicia Clark
I’ve never been one for sweets
But you got that good good.
The kind of love that makes me wanna holla...
To wish you would...
Your sweet kisses are like sugar
Your eyes so mystique
As you stare, I critique
Your manliness
Crazy how you finesse
My heart right out my chest
I wanna be within your grip
Get high as I suck your lips
Your hands on my hips
Inhaling your aroma
Sure to give me a diabetic coma
Too sweet
My diet I will cheat
Come on baby... we should...
I so wish you would.
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