Its the immemorial feelings that i love the best,
Like how she feels under that satin dress,
Like how i feel every time she laughs,
Like how i feel when i fall for her,
But also how every fall she runs in the rain, And how i feel jealous of the raindrops,
That get to reach places in her that I’ve only
I get jealous of how every time she steps in that
Because that shower is not the only thing that gets turned on,
I get jealous of how that shower gets her wet like
nobody else can,
And let me not get started about that towel,
The way it wraps all around her,
If i have to rap this for her to know then I’d be the king of trap,
I’m just tripping and I have to call it a wrap.
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 01/04/2021
Poet's note: the intensity of how she amuses me. That makes more of a difference in the love heirechial thoughts.
Just how she is amazing
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