Beauty overdose

The moon gives way to the sun too easy i think,

N the hands I hold close I’m not ready to let go just yet

So wat if there wasn’t too much to drink

The fun we had didn’t let us abt dat think.

Dust to the ceiling, our dancing feet beat 4rm carpets

With no worries or care abt the sweat dat flowed in
torrents

Bodies moved and hips swayed, beauty, frnd, was all over

Beautiful pink, luscious white, we took turns with
either.

Altho to be fair white deserves at least four lines

For dear me, her dance skills were on another level

And pls do not get me started on her curvy figure!

Permit me to talk abt her hrt warming smile later,

Forget dat every eye moved up and down her structure

If wishes were horses, into the sunset we would ride

N to love and adore my duties wld be by her side.

But homage I guess shld be paid to beautiful pink

For she was friendly and free,as a spirt bird shld be

A day or foreva I wnt mind spending with her.

Thinking abt it,I think everybody to the table sumthang
did bring

4rm blood bonds,to loved ones, to memories we shared
2geda.

So b4 I go to bed n dream abt pink and me and being
naughty,

I just wanna thank y’all,for the beauty overdose!!!