bad poem, in more then one sense. <3
if i say come would you,
would you make me come too?
i can roll my hips,
and suck my bottom lip.
or just lay there,
would you care?
could i make you wait,
could i give you bait.
like the fish you are,
we could talk in my car.
or take a walk in the woods,
you know you love my goods.
and they are for sale,
not only if you are male.
could i sneak a kiss,
be someone you would miss?
be the goddess underneath you arms,
grace you with my charms.
make you suffer and moan,
until you are fully grown.
and all you have to do is ask,
if you want to take a sip from MY flask.
im the best tasting drink,
my brand of liqure makes you think.
makes you close your eyes,
and unzip your fly.
and if its short i don't care,
cause i am probably already there.
but if i just can't wait,
then i will have to pretend it is you taking the bait.
in someone elses arms,
but i am only giving you my charms.
they have been sold to only you,
and i'll scream your name when i am threw.
and suck my bottom lip,
and as i walk away i will swivel my hip.
because i am the best tasting drink,
these crazy kisses to make you think.
my brand of liqure is the best,
saved for you, and whats left over for the rest.