You remind me of the jeep that I rode last week, me, and little bo peep, both had lost our innocents...
Rolling through the hood in the gutter very deep.
my my my must I say, when I play, I only play for keeps...
my darling dear love donβt break your promises to me...
Let's make a million dollars
Before we recreate,
Roles with other people
In between the Sheets!
It's not a Casual Things
It's a Business forte.
We Eat Brunch
Have Lunch
And Sip Coffee...
It was an
Open Mic Relations,
And I was Gabbing!
No Signed Commentaries
But Plenty of kisses by the file cabinets.
About the Creator
HandsomelouiiThePoet (Lonzo ward)
β Public Diary, of an Urban LGBTQ Poet
πI am an Actor, Model, Writer, and Entrepreneur β€οΈβ€οΈπ
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Comments (1)
Terrific!!!π₯°