Text Poem: Essence in Full Swing, Your Thing


I love to text you at HEB,

Even though I can’t see,

 

Your essence in swing,

It’s still my delightful thing,

 

Take my hand to squeeze,

Oh my angel I want to please,

 

Sexy things from you are best,

None compare from the rest,

 

Swallow deep the tasty result,

I rejoice you take time to exult,

 

Prepare, prepare if you dare,

On the way my eyes may stare,

 

Your breasts are a lover’s delight,

I’ve loved you forever on first sight!

The end,
By Pat for Patti