My Special Woman - Poem by LOUIS SHEFFIELD
There this woman.
Her eyes are petty
Her voice is sexy
Her lips are tender
Her breast is soft
Her kiss make you feel like you in heaven
Her hips you never want to let go
Her voice is so soft and sweet
Her problems makes you want to kill the people that hurt her
Her cries make you feel sad
Her smile make you forget all yiur problems
Her body you just want to play with
Her sexy a; ss and puss'y you want to pump all night.
Her moans is music to your ears
Her love is so good
Her words make you want to listen all night
She is my queen kat that i love.
She is my wife forever and the love of my life.
We may have our problems
But my love for you will never change.
Queen Kat i still love you.
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