HIM
Look at him! His eyes, are like savory dark chocolate, sweet man, you make me melt like m&m's in a candy box! Your swagger is like a dagger in my soul and I want to know, can I get some honey flow! He don't know, I think his skin is buttercreme and vanilla soul, smoothly caressing me and going places, I don't want to show! My love is real, can't he feel? Or is it just another wasted appeal! Like a moth to a flame, he don't have no shame to his game, maybe it's me, not he to blame.
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