Thinkin of you makes me stretch,
Thinkin of you makes me smile,
Thank you for scratching that itch,
That hadn’t been scratched for a while…
Parts of you phase through my mind,
Like a pulse of light past a gap,
And baby, need I ever remind,
That you light up my world like a lamp,
Thinkin of you gives me tingles,
Thinkin of you makes me blush,
The way that you play with your fingers,
GOD! what a thrill, what a rush!
Flavours are too good for you,
Honey, you taste one of a kind,
Fragrances will never describe you,
Your skin is divine, so divine!
Did I mention one redeeming quality,
That makes you stand out from the others?
Your drive, your fearsome ferocity,
When you get going, HOLY MOTHER!
Ok, I’ll stop, think you get the point,
I think you know what I’m saying,
More addictive than one thousand joints,
Baby, you’ve got me craving.
😉
soulCPR 