Sexyeyez85's Poems

HIS TOUCH

Black Poem | Broken Heart Poem : His touch was like no other, its like a drug and I am a addict, from the way he smell, the way he taste and from the  he make me say his name came from his HIS TOUCH, I alwayz told myself he could never effect me until the day he told me I want u. His touch from my head, down my spine over breast an

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