Francine
Francine..
Not by far, as pretty are,
you are, my sweet Francine,
out of reach, my silver star,
too out of reach my queen:(
love,
Don
16-july-11
to search and look beyond the tune,
search n wonder will it ruin,
suck on wine, the half flago0n:)
till thoughts get a reaction
them little women turn your head,
and cast you moaning from your bed,
what matters isn't said,
when they become your master :) been there:)
Copyright © Don Johnson | Year Posted 2011
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