Soft and warm
Her skin is like mink
Moves with angelic grace
I can’t afford to blink
Eyes so absorbing
I am unable to think
Curves so dense
It’s all gona make us sink
Tatted on my mind
No need to get inked
Our hearts seek connection
Let these words be our link

R.Bogning Momo

2 comments

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s