letter to ex

Dear, Milton
I miss they way I use to spend ur money
I miss the way you say I taste like honey
I miss the way you let me do anything I want to you,
the way your your mouth drop wide open
when I put on my sexy thong, but what I miss most
is that dripping warm tongue, the way it caresses my
clit emmmm SHIT! am getting wet now just thinking of it
I miss how u flick it in and out and the tone of your voice
saying baby please come in my mouth, I miss the way you
move that tongue around my navel, how u would eat away
like dinner on a table, in the car, the house top and on the
dead end road how you aways make this pussy feel proud
amidst all your fucked up ways you did some good
and for a man your age you could really work that hood
but when you start working that tongue oh me, oh my
if tears wer'nt real well u sure made me cry tears of joy.