together ~

Not dead yet

Already in my bed

Curving on my side

With red skin tight

Step out for a walk

In the alley so dark

Flower in one hand

Sweets on the other end

I will never be a substitute

He is on my pursuit

Please don’t be rude

You are not even cute

Not yet dissipate

Snug print of my butt

From the leather seat

Yet your g-string held tied

Stir up a coffee

No sugar for me

I might be bossy

But I am a beauty!

The arched physique makes me sick

Mahogany mystique, not epic!

Might be slick but can’t apply a lipstick

You are not my replacement

He will not be abandon

Love for him will never lessen

In fact you are not a woman

Shit, its a guitar!