Sugar

Sugar by Kenny Davis   Of those of Ms. Suga   I often have, of her, the most tempting of dreams Of the oh so sweet taste of her sugar cream.   Oh to think of absolutely nothing better The sweetest taste of her nectar   To feed this urge, these insatiable needs To crave, to indulge in devouring her sweets   Oh the taste of the sweetness of her honeycomb For my mouth, my tongue, my craving, and mine alone   Oh ravage my tongue in the sweetness of her grain Oh the tingle of the sweets by her sugarcane   Oh how my lips, my tongue savers the taste Of the sinfully sweetness of her sugary glaze   How can I get the drips of her sweetest tips To slide across and glisten my lips   Like a kid at her candy store, oh when can I enter Wondering how many licks does it take to get to her center   How much longer are my cravings for her forced to grow Ms. Suga, my mouth wide open, could you let your juices flow   Oh to have tasted such a sample, leaving me begging for more Ms. Suga left a sweetness in my mouth, that of which I have never had before.   © December 2014 k.davis