Crush ( Archived) (2)

Her deep green eyes pull me into her soul,
thick silky thighs help me lose control.
A shortness of breath as I see her walk by,
a glipmse of death as her beauty hits my eyes!
Lips of passion,
with an intigrated smile.
Mystique is her fashion,
as she puts all men on trial.
Will I take this case?
Or will she close the file?
At any rate I'll never give up on that smile!
The lushnous of her orah,
the fury in her voice.
Her heart is my moral,
her body is my choice!
If by chance she loses touch,
innehrant chants will flame this crush..
Like the oceans
smoothing the sand..
A carressing motion as I take her hand
around her ears,
down to her lips,
drowning her fears,
while massaging her hips.
What I would give to make a dream churn real,
broken hearted I was left,
Broken hearted still...
To game her is theft.
I need her feelings for real...
Written and created by Jerome Bashe
dedicated to Kami
01-13-06



There crash now this poem I wrote to kami lol