Counted your pubic hair all numbered
Kissed your forehead hot skin summer
Whenever you leave hope goes under
Maybe my prayers heard despite thunder
Prosperous in your affection
Whole being loved every section
Even mad at you there’s an erection
Shining over your bed pussy confection
Wanted some rhyming lamp collections
Proof you are my only selection
In you there cannot be second-guessing
Peaceful head between us introspection
Diving in happily entirely completely
Inside holy canal stuffed neatly
Treat and speak right sugar sweetly
Fingers go in and out discreetly
*dripping wax*
Mind foreplay introduced much more
Bedroom talks underwear on floor.
