My Tini Poem by Bret Paul

She's my Tini
I'm her BIG
well... She was my Tini
I was her BIG
She was my cranberry
I was her Vodka
We've spent incalculable
hours being inseparable
intoxicated by our love potion
her hip motion
and her passion

With BIG brown EYES
low frequency voice tone
deep chocolate skin tone
soft luscious lips
and I mean all of her lips
kisses like Hershey
So sweet and tender
could have been my child mother
then we would have been together
forever!

I'm still her BIG
and want her to still be my Tini