She has a good man
He loves and cherishes her
Yet my heart burns for her
My soul yearns to touch her
The devils whispers to me
Pushing me closer to her
I'm waking around at 4am
Like a cage lion
Thinking about her kitty Kat
Does it taste as good as she looks
I don't wanna break up
The happy home she's made
Yet her smile entices me
Her thighs speak to me
She asks what inspired me
Too write trust issues
I laugh and ask
when her husband's coming home
Switching the face and place
I'm pushing thirty
She just turned eighteen
Popped a xanax and started
Pulling down her panties
Handing me tickets to graduation
Wanting to show me off
Since she is grown now
On another night in the shadows
Her name sherita
But her birth certificate
Says her name is Tony
The hormones been
In her system since 16
She bends over and
Let's me explore her boy pussy
Saying the surgery coming
Sooner then the winter
Fake titties and pussy
Are awaiting me
If I want it it's all for me
My fields are ripe
And ready for the picking
Strange fruits hang from my trees
They are sweeter than tangerines
Just waiting for the harvest
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