Her Kiss
I can feel your kiss with burning sensation as it
drips---
Tongue sweatin’ your lovin’ that’s delightful like
Hershey’s kiss.
I love the way you carry your
make up;
turning me on with the blessing you gave me.
I can see why men come to chase you,
You got that perfect figure.
So let us enter that private moment-
my beautiful Nubian Queen.
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