Chocolate Pudding

by Miss Galaxy

Your mahogany membrane screams passions high, deep,
So sublime,
Can I rhyme these words that I cry?

Your lips,
Seduction astronomical.
The stars spell your name
In the highest heavens 
And I know your middle name must be

Nubian god shall I bow to you,
Admire you,
Enthrone you,
Maybe even worship you?

Blow me away with your intellect,
Mentally arose me,
Cloak me in your diction,
Be part of my pronunciation
Therefore making me your presentation.

Allow me to experiment.
Take your body,
Engage in unlawful acts.
Believing you to be ideal
Could this be for real?

Loved you for this long
Know you are the one
Making me feel gone.
Knowing exactly how to make me moan.
Maroon thighs,
Letís continue to rise
And make what was love
Nu Love!

Chocolate Pudding by Miss Galaxy

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