HAZEL EYEZ

Written by: Elliott Bowe THe DrUnKeN POeT

                                                  I mesmerize 
                                                  You tantalize                                                      
                                                       Slim
                                                      Tender
                                                       Hazel
                                                       Eyes
                                              Baby your fun size
                                        So let me bask in you sun rise
                           slowly but yet roughly surf your smooth thighs, 
                          as we greet each others soul dancing in the flame
                                       of our eyes as we mesmerize 
                                                           rub 
                                                         fondle
                                                      in the play
                                                       in the lay
                                   that our tenders stimulate and amplify 
                                                     the moment 
                                     I gaze in to your appalling sunrise, 
                                                just you and me free,
                                                      he and she
                                             no shades on my eyes, 
                                                  bravely staring in
                                                    your sunrise 
                                                  hitting the bank, 
                                                     the shore of 
                                                  your fluffy inside, 
                       like pillow fights at night, guiding my long black stripe,
                       into you wet dark night, we take flight as ecstasy ignites
                      in between your slim tender tight, I am the man tonight she
                   said baby you can sleep over tonight, I say yes baby ok then we
                        can lay back on fluffy pillows and watch a boxing fight,
  SHE SAYS HMM BOXING FIGHT DAMN BABY YOU KNOW I DON'T LIKE THAT RIGHT!!! 
                 She asks whats the cab number again. LOL why is every thing alright?
                                          What its just a boxing fight!!!