Sex Talk

You make me wanna go low.

But when I'm in my boxers I don't play fair

So while I'm there,

I'll slip in and hit you with a low blow.

Imagine us Climaxing,

Our passing passion in a flashing fashion moonlit in slowmo

I'm trying my hardest to make you yell

Letting my tongue envelop in your pleasure well

Making it revolve with resolve

Until it dissolves, evolves and develops a set of scales

Adapting to your wetness,

Reforming to your Treasures,

Reacting with Success.

I'm performing for your pleasure