Pocket Full of Gold

Pocket Full of Gold

She got me trippin’ on a wire
Blind in my third eye no blink
Can’t wink hidden in my trousers top of my head can’t think I’m dizzy in feral emotions Tom cat can’t look back straight forward deep penetrating thoughts melting my mind as I rise to the occasion with the realization that I can’t truly ever get you out of my head(s) I want to consume you take all of you in fee like smooth velvet jazzz between your thighs I can’t deny or even hide how could I? Standing erect at attention not to mention pitching a tent he’ll bent on trying Not to let myself cream what I seen if you know what I mean cuz I’m down Down to go DOWN on you and lose myself give you everything all of it front and center from behind pushing and taking and sliding like tigers on Vaseline I mean I don’t want to quit it I would love to hit it full on to the root bite your lip lost in your eyes pulling your hair show me you don’t care cuz you are like me fucking Krazeeee wild I believe but have to warn you, bout’ stamina I ain’t gonna lie to ya if you wanna do it for hours, that’s what I got for ya…  are you down? I want it to be. I want to Feel You I want you inside Me! Quid Pro Quo
This for that
You better believe I wanna go down on you and Fuck you in eight different languages for daze on end… .

MB93