Treat Me Poem by joshua reid
Treat Me
oh how i truly envy that lucky bedsheet
wrapped between your golden thighs filled with heat
your body is something my lips are dying to meet
i wonder what your lips taste like i know they'll be soft and sweet
lets play a game called what lies beneath send me a picture so i can cheat
i'd walk miles to see you down a cold dark street
but if i did what would be my treat
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