Memories

As men we often forget to do the things we did in the beginning of a relationship. This is one of those I still remember pieces that gets left on someone pillow.

So today I was watching being Bobby Brown

And begin to remember how we used to watch it,

Then talk about what a great fucked up couple they made.

Then it got me to thinking how we used to take trips out to Silver Lake

To smoke weed in the shade.

Arbor Mist used to be your twist.

We went from hating, to every once in a while

You would ask for a kiss.

Those days I truly miss.

In the attic it seemed at times each other,

we couldn’t resist.

Cooking chicken, rice, and broccoli for you

Placed me in a state of bliss.

Mona the Mazda was my whip,

Shortly followed by your forest green 626.

Then I got good and knew your body.

Knew when your c**t was to sensitive,

So I would suck on your “lips”.

In the green chair you would sleep,

When you were pissed.

Its been a while since under your door I would slid a poem.

Do you remember “sip sip, sip sip,

while with two fingers I hold your fat lips split”?

As much as I try to not think of you

I can’t resist.

Reviews

[DC Gentleman]

a bittersweet trip down memory lane....

thanks for takin us with you..