Heather Poem by Ramona Thompson

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Hot for your 36-24-36 body of perfection
Every single dropp of sweat I own is yours to collect upon your pure ivory skin
Always on my mind 24/7 is an erotically blissful picture of you in my bed
Turning me on and on all night long
Humping the hours away in an agony of neverending delight
Evan's my name and baby your booty is my favorite game
Reach out and touch me girl if you dare to break the rules of society and feel the same

2008 Ramona Thompson

Wednesday, July 16, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: baby
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