Admiring his walk
The good vibes when we talk
My Hips and Thighs
Admired by Dark brown eyes
Those Quick stolen smiles
Thoughts of you in my happy files
I want to be the sun in his day
I want to Comfort his stress away
I want to be his own
The first and last one he will phone
Brown sugar so sweet
Let me sit at your feet
My man
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