Honey your name gives my tongue some click,
Out of all in the world it's you that I'd pick.
Your walk, your smile, your hugs, your laugh,
Your hair, your body is more than enough.
Am I worthy of all that I say so right?
Can I go on? If you allow me I might!
So splendid, your beauty is so undefined,
If you following me, then love we will find.
If mountains you climbing, I’m climbing it with you
If oceans you swimming, I’m doing that too
NEVER fear, my hand is your weapon,
For you I’m taking bullets like I’m your protection.
When you need love making, I’m your satisfaction,
When moments are breath taking, it’s for you that I’m breathing!
Call it love! Call it lust! But it’s so addictive when picturing us,
come overdose baby, I’m an ecstasy pill,
If it's not what you want, than back down I will
By J.W Britoe
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