10-01-09 Ode There's a man with a body so glorious, so fine The funny thing is, he's not even the the type to which I typically incline And it seems to me that we very well align Arms that are toned, my fancy to tickle Despite the fact that my fancies are fickle So much potential, we've barely reached the pinnacle Beautiful skin that glows brown yet fair Hard not to stare and wish it was bare I even like his ass, though an ass woman I am not It's just that this particular man is so incredibly hot And me he does besot This is an ode to a lover, to a body, to a cock Some girls would choose to mock They're stupid to knock such good stock For most of four hours I could think of nothing but suck, taste, and lick His perfect, arresting prick So pleased was I by the size of his wick I could not have asked for a better dick Typically hung are the men that are black Men with big peckers often lack Some very important skills required in the sack My dick is big, they say, and it's the star of the show Watch it grow Don't need your input 'cause I'm a pro Where am I supposed to put it? It's too big for my mouth I foresee some discomfort if it decides to go south If it fits in my mouth I can suck it all day Ideally that's where I'd like it to stay I think I did not well convey Just how pleased I was by you, much to my dismay 'Cause dude, you're welcome in my bed anytime I can't wait for a repeat of what was truly sublime I've just one word for you, and that word is 'prime'
