I was always good for love letters

I was always good for love letters,
What a soul she had
What an amazing ass!
I don’t know why but I remember,
How you used to eat my cock
How you liked to be choked
And even the kisses on your neck
As my hands turned it red.
Red, red, holy red
You were, fuck, you were
Amazing on that white dress,
Your ass finding its way
To make me hard again.
There were moments where
Anywhere would be a good place
You will play and I would gamble again,
Time was limitless.
You produced that smell
And I couldn’t see clear from there
But the shadow of your pleasure
Made me go on whithout measure.
Your eyes growing every time,
How beautiful it is to look someone
Right in the eyes as you enter its spirit,
My soul grew bigger with you in it,
Dreaming of your panties
Drunk but never in parties.
I was always good for love letters,
What an extraordinary soul
Look those legs how they’re long!
And what about what’s inside?
Fuck I’m losing my mind one more time.

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