Phenomenal Woman,
Wet poetry up her thighs
Them curves are too perfect
As great sex, good highs
The sweetest I know
The dearest words to ears
Her loving touch
That ass indeed
Can I have this dance
I asked her when I write
Then we made love
Passionate all through the night
Over gentle storms,
We share chapters of love
A love jones for sure
A bad bitch, she was
