Tuesday, July 2, 2013

Raspberry Ice Tea

I was looking out the window
While mixing a brew
Watching all the women
I admit. Saw a few
When this one fine thing
Caught my attention
Shorty was bad
I just  thought I would mention.
Sexiest thing I've seen
No lie
Hotter than the sun
In mid July.
Had the complexion of a woman that u see in your dreams. Or a movie you rewind. Just to see her one scene.
She got that picture perfect presence. Say amen to the reverend. Cuz your lost in her essence. Cuz she just brand new. So you watching while she walk past. See that ass that you can't grab. So all you do is just laugh. Cuz she just got you. She sweet like the mixture. No need to add no sugar. Just throw in some water. She ain't no regular iced tea.
Shorty is that different shit. Raspberry ice tea. That better taste. That different whiff. The way she walk is like mixing it in. Imaging every sip. Is like a kiss from her lips. Holding the glass. Is like caressing her hips. Good to the last drop. So poor another glass. She's that raspberry ice tea. Savor it.
Make that flavor last.

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