"PIE"

Oh Dayumn...baby
you sexy, sweet lady,
you know what makes me
shake my head n' sigh..?

The fact that I...I...

I Thank goodness
you're not peach pie...

Because,
The Lord knows
I'd eat it, n' eat it til I die...

Sloppily you'd see me
buryin' my head...
tongue led,
heathenly, slowly, slurping
swhirlin' lustfully at the insides...


that scent, the flavor,
overtakin',  makin' me high

Fingers pickin' tenderly, the 'edges'
Usin' my 'steeled knife' riped,
to drive deep
But on the real, my hedge is
Shit baby... if you were peach pie
So wonderful, n' sweet your
hot treat'd be, I could feed for hours
but I'd never truly ever...

get enough of it to eat...