You’re an x pill
I had to call my friend Molly to back me on this.
You’re a drug
I can’t take that from you.
Once I had a dose of you
I wanted more.
I feel you changing my vibration
Slowly
Frequently.
When I’m not around you
I hope you still speak to me.
Speak to my soul
Communicate
Mentally.
You know I love bacon
You’re equivalent to mad cow disease.
My muscles squeal when another man touches my body.
Even when you brush pass me
My pheromones get rowdy.
Don’t you know
I love you
I hope so
I think..
But maybe you’ll take off
Like the last one did.
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Like the imagery here; the love of bacon/ mad cow disease line caught my attention. If that doesn’t illustrate your point then I don’t know what does…. Couldn’t help but think of Usher’s. “You Got it Bad” as I read this ( if that makes sense lol )…. Like “Fine Wine”, you’re getting better with time… Straight dopeness**
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