Number 4
• Written by franklinw21
We talk about a future. We talk about kids.
We talk about marriage. I hope this never ends
Its you I see myself with. Don't pretend.
I will never give up. I will never quit.
I just hate when you have to split.
I have to admit, that shit bothers the piss out of me.
I just want to throw a fit but I can't. Gotta stay in high spirits.
You make me fearless. With us the skies the limit.
Natural high. Incoherent. I'd be around you every minute.
Sorry I'm obsessed, but listen.
When I think about us its so vivid.
What's even better is your wicked...and I'm twisted but were both addicted.
You get me lifted. And its so intense.
This doesn't even make sense.
Never felt this way before.
Damn, I love you girl.
So we go to my room, shut the door.
We start on the bed but end up on the floor.
I treat you like a slutty whore.
How many licks will it take me to get to the core?
We just started and your on number 4.
Look, I know that it may take a while.
That's okay. I'd walk a million miles in style just to see you smile.
That may be worthwhile. And I'll do anything.
I can be your batman but you can call me Mr. Wayne.
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franklinw21
Member since January 22 2015