Smoke it, toke it,
Pass it round.
Watch me move,
My body round.
Move it, grove it,
Pull the trigger.
Can you make,
My body quiver?
Touch me here,
Touch me there,
You wanna touch me,
Everywhere.
Sip it once,
Sip it twice,
There go the pants,
Damn that's nice.
All lit up,
This parties hot,
Blazin down,
There goes the top.
Fun for all,
Let's make it last.
Smoke another,
Grab a glass.
Turn the music up,
Move your body round.
Let's get naked
And do it on the ground.
Smoke it, toke it,
Pass it round.
Boy I want you
Naked on the ground.
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Mission Blue Poetry
PoetryPoems written from pleasure and pain life's lessens & little blessins lost love and shattered live's, broken hearts and stabbing knives. With beauty, love, sex and joy. I write for the pleasure of it. Thanks for reading.
