***shhhhh....

You should be ashamed of yourself,
rocking my world turning me
into a young school girl.

-giggling and smiling
with a secret on my mind,
remembering the funny things
you did the last time;
-you called
and had me talking in my sleep.
Building memories
to hold dear,
and forever keep.

Here I am at my age,
growing hair with silver streaks,
got me feeling primed
and at my peak.

Could not concentrate on my work
to get it done, just thinking
bout when we're together
having so much fun.

Boy... you're gonna get it
the next time I see you,
it will be nights to remember
when we get through.

Bring a lil tequila papi.
I want to stay high to soar the skies,
like it's our time to fly!

From the sweet words
coming from my lips,
to the rhythmic motion
of my big hips.

Can't wait to be holding
and squeezing you so tight__
making love to you
with all my might!

We have to get together soon,
I don't know-how.
But like Luther Vandross said...
"I want you here and now"!

Eat a big meal daddy,
cuz from Freaky-Friday
till Hot-Fudge Sunday
we ain't coming up
til the dawn of Monday.

Drop all the worries;
throw em out to the curb;
hang a sign on the door...
"Do Not Disturb".


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Copyright © Niyna DeSangre
              w03132009



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