Eggs and Grits
In The Morning
Let me make it just
Like you like...
By the Countertop, we hang out
And Sip Coffee...
Baby hand me that Toast
Alright!
You kissed
Me and I could
Still
taste The
Grape Jelly!
On your lips.
I wanted
To kiss
You
Some more...
Maybe I'll
Fetch
You some Flowers,
While your
Working and
I'll pack
A lunch for sure...
I Love How
You
DAZZLE MY EMOTIONS
AND
TICKLE
MY HEART!
My Love
For you
Is Elastic
It wouldn't
Break when
I Fall...
You let
Me witness
Something
Naturalistic...
I am not ashamed!
Well I'm just reminiscent of an Imaginary
Love, this Never Happened Before 🤣
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Very relaxing