As soon as we met we so had a click,
I fancied you with being so sexily-fit,
Sparks were flying with our friction
And you became a highest addiction,
Your bot' was so hot with meat heat -
I loved groping you which was a treat
Every time we chanced upon to meet
Which did not deplete during our feat.
Where are you now I hereby do wonder,
Do you read the tears and mine thunder
Of what lays on yonder with my ponder
Within my nature of a stormy weather
As we are not together for me to nurture
Myself in your favour again to savour,
Instead you waver with your behaviour
As I was going under with being graver.
Copyright Andrew Stevenson 28/07/2024
Thank you. Love love, Andrew.
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