Randy Bullocks


Ms. Beauty is her name. Sexy is the game she play’s. She hood but kept it classy and sassy if you put the both together she’ll have a classic look.

I want her to be my chick so I tell beauty I want to make love over in Costa Rica. Beauty is shaped upped so nice I just want to take a touch her body.

While looking into her pretty brown eyes and hold onto her hips pulling her closer to me
For one of her purple kisses. She smiles after a while filling her stomach up with butterflies.

It’s a little freak in me so don’t get cute tonight I might want to get nasty because my mind is wondering does she got it. It’s only for her to show and tell me in a private class.

But beauty got them hooked from a smile even when she’s miles away. Beauty got the
Whole room hypnotized by her caramel complexion.

The way she switches her hips when she walks and stop to throws her hair over her shoulder as she stands in the middle of the room beauty got them mesmerizing what
They wanted to do to her for one night.

While I am trying to get inside her mind, heart exclusively by my thoughts and words, not just sexually. Beauty I would like you to myself but they say you may not be good to my health.

Beauty let me take you to a passionate place were highly anticipated imaginations runs wild and were we can create your dreams to live out loud. Beauty maybe I can give you a new definition of a relationship or whatever ship you’ve been searching for.

But I can promise you my actions speak louder then my words beauty I am just a man I can't give world but if I could I would place it right at your feet just to see you at peace.

And when I speak to you I would come at you with a gentle tone even you get me upset.

Poem Submitted: Thursday, September 11, 2008
Poem Edited: Wednesday, October 15, 2008

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