Tuesday, January 03, 2006

Damn Beautiful Lady: Fine as Day



Tonight was a night in which I met her. I mean when I first saw her I knew. Didn't know how or didn't know when, but I did know that I had to talk to her. When I finally did, I knew, she knew it was all good. She had tall silky legs with a body to match. Damn I was there ready to be emerged in her. She was a smooth lady who seemed like she could drip for hours. This lady here in question that I speak of is so oh, so oh,damn, damn, damn. As I go into the club I see her again. What should I do? When should I spin. The wheel is going around in my mind. Trying to get the strength to pick up my ass and go to her. I dreamt of this woman one time ago. This beautiful black woman, this time right here. I think of nothing but the pureness of her lips pressing up against mine. So full, so sweet, so damn, damn, damn!