your soul tortured
black at the core
because I scored
got between the sheets
held that niggas meat
rode it
mold it suck the tip
that tickled the clit
shit
educate
eliminate the hate
jealous demons dominate
taking your soul
consumed control
how sweet his taste
no liquids to waste
I swallow...
floating Jaheim
chilled in the air
lay counting each of his chest hairs
i know you want to taste
taste me
taste him
imagine hitting that skin
without a condom
you can't believe
how your mind nigga moves me
all over my body
© 2010 Lepadah
Sounds like a rap.
lou xx
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