Treasure Island

brittany flynn

(4/30/94 / ohio)

Mark baby,


Baby let me tell u how I feel
Baby let me love u till the end
Baby my heart is urs
Baby let me touch u all over
Baby can I kiss ur lips
Baby can I lick you from you head to your toes
Baby look me in my eyes and don't blink
Baby when the sun goes down will u be around
Baby lets never grow apart
Baby when I look at u I see another world in ur eyes
Baby I'm tha gurl that can take u where u need and want to go
Baby please let's go and don't say no
Baby this is my last cry
Baby make love to me till the end of time

Submitted: Thursday, May 07, 2009
Edited: Thursday, May 07, 2009

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  • Hazel Hale (5/18/2009 9:25:00 AM)

    its kayla very good writing i love the wording so emotional it really comes from the heart good good good i like it alot keep up the good work and keep writing and check out my poems to please
    thx a bunch Kayla (Report) Reply

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