Tuesday, November 29, 2011

Ode to captain

Broad shoulders need to rest
Not from worry
Just de-stress
Slip under the sheets
Receive all of my heat
His broad shoulders form a rest
When I'm on top hands on chest
Now this is how it's gonna be
My honey and your tree

1 comment:

Joya said...

Great words dude! I am so impressed with your words. Thanks for the share.

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