French Silk Pie
French Silk Pie!
Heaven must be missing Angels
Oceans must be missing mermaids
Miracles must have grown feet
Prayers answered, you are their manifestation
Such sophistication
Cake frosting smooth rich creamy butter tastin- skin
So soft to touch. I could get lost in the feel
If this is a dream you are seeming way too real
I'm in a diabetic coma you make my blood sugar go low to high
I'm fending for a slice of your french silk pie!
Your skin feels like pudding
Not too many places I wouldn't
I remember when I couldn't
If we were two lines laying next to each
couldn't be more congruent
Do you parle voux francais ?
I asked what she say?
She looked at me from behind her eye
Meaning she sees me and understands my why
We kiss and my truth can't lie
My kiss is power, it's fireworks in the sky
It's a delectable treat, her french silk pie
Copyright © Kian Furnace | Year Posted 2013
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