Its Her Birthday

Its Her Birthday

Chicken soup was all she cooked for me
Pouting her lips adorned with lip gloss
Glossing over the truth with seductive eyes
Twirling around like a winding snake in skirt
Don’t feed off on me!
Breathing pace increases
Physical discuss ensues, dialogue
Hand shakes beyond the elbow!
Sending cold shivers down her spine
Massive arms help clawed up to lift her!
Out of boredom,
Swirling her around in frenzy
Just to realize its her birthday



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