true romanceA Poem by MoriartyMesaNow those words uncensored is that just die The Motion Pictures Asses or anyone with a free mind?
So this is how we met,
ain't no lame brain how I met your mother. But good ole fashion luck, Kicking my shoes up and you spin to ask 'Excuses me but do you mind?' Look at you all serious, cards in your hand, and that curly Q your Marlboro made. I fell in love. And how fast did those feet move? Did your heart just skip a beat? One quick beat that skipped to two? You know I was smilin at you, no gin grin or nothin, just watching you play against them men. The smell of popcorn and cards it's........................ a sweet blend, even when your look cold at them people at the table. Here I am just lovin this man, aint shaved for three days, but he had that smile that needed real company. What are you like behind a closed door? Not a card room love, but the bed room. Take me to your room. Show me true romance. © 2014 MoriartyMesaFeatured Review
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Added on July 5, 2014Last Updated on July 27, 2014 AuthorMoriartyMesaGONZOLAND!!!!!!!!!!!!, CAAboutI am back! And in the word's of someone i met at a bus station. I cant remember. more..Writing
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