She's Dangerous.
She's Got,Looks to Kill
Body fulfills Fantasies
And Legs for miles
Like she uses them for dancing.
She's got an Aquatic deadly Bust line
Breasts like Torpedos
The type that have sailors jumpin out they Speedos(ABANDON SHIP!)
She Sways them Hips With Murderous intent.
Relentlessly Swaying
Weapons without relent.
She's a murderer I tell you!
Its just not fair.
How she steps in the room
And you can smell desire in the air.
She's a Killer I swear!
A visual assasin!
Dancing on the edge of
My peripheral.
Her Cocoa Complexion
Is the perfect poison
To a mind bent on working
It becomes mental stimulation
Her smile disarms
Without raising any alarms
She's the perfect counter
Agent to my charm
She's Dangerous
....TheGift
Friday, January 1, 2010
Posted by Chamelli at 5:28 AM
Labels: Cocoa, Killer, Murder, Passion, Poetry, SECRET GIFTS, She's Dangerous
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