It's 3
Flora Poole 1982 (Hagerstown, md)
It's 3
I can't get my mind off you
I want to put my hands all over ya
It's 3
And you got my body over heating
With so much desire
Of wanting and needing
You in pleasant ways
It's 3 and my body calling
your name
Mind blown
I ain't ever felt this way
why you're doing this too me now
It's 3
And I want to put my hands all over you
And your body
And hear you scream and call out my name
In pure pleasure
That driving you insane
It's 3
No one's around
And my mind is stuck on you
Running over time
Running hot so hot it won't stop
It's not cooling down
My mind on you so heavy it's insane
And all I'm thinking is ways to make you scream
And moan out my name
It's 3
And I'm here without you next to me
So I can see you squirming
While being pleased
With intriguing love making
Tween you and me
Under the sheets
Skin on skin
Eyes too eyes
Chest too chest
As our bodies intertwine
Pure pleasure
Too ecstasy
Driving you wild
You can barely handle me
As you begging me to stop
I keep going aggressively
I'm not stopping
For it's about you and me
Making love over time so passionately
For it's what we both are deserving of
As it already is
It's 3 and I know I feel you wanting,
and needing me
Caressing all over your body so gently
As you are gently caressing me up and down
And pulling my hair which you
Know what that does too me
It 3 and here we are
Making love to one another so
Obsessively
It's 3 and it going to last
All night long
With you and me
Is 3 and now our love making
Isn't over but will be always written
For our history
Written by flora Poole aka violet Poole
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Written on February 05, 2024
Submitted by flora_p on March 14, 2024
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