If I could love you anymore
You’d probably be inside of me
A stitching to this entity, letting me ,live.
Not with permission ,but lack of aggression towards my mission
Misses, Mister and the lady sittin on the bleachers…let me know what I can do to cure your form,you’re so potent
Sweet, baby .. driving me crazy with your vision ..permission please to count your degrees
What’s your sign and can I add your numbers, to mine…maybe we’ll match up and grass dusts
Us
In frequency frequently ,I give to you and vibe too
Ooh
What can I do without a cash drawer
I can love you til you want more
Feed you elixir of the soul and take you on trips to the astral plane
Baby
You
Drive me crazy when you’re sitting still walking close and groove
When can I see you
maybe you can
Tie me to your bed post
love on my knots ,loosen my ties tighten my toes and tell me I’m yours
see
I’m mine
But submission pooled glee doesn’t flee when you’re next to me…
So let’s go.
🌹/30
