Sugar
Sugar by Kenny Davis
Of those of Ms. Suga
I often have, of her, the most tempting of dreams
Of the oh so sweet taste of her sugar cream.
Oh to think of absolutely nothing better
The sweetest taste of her nectar
To feed this urge, these insatiable needs
To crave, to indulge in devouring her sweets
Oh the taste of the sweetness of her honeycomb
For my mouth, my tongue, my craving, and mine alone
Oh ravage my tongue in the sweetness of her grain
Oh the tingle of the sweets by her sugarcane
Oh how my lips, my tongue savers the taste
Of the sinfully sweetness of her sugary glaze
How can I get the drips of her sweetest tips
To slide across and glisten my lips
Like a kid at her candy store, oh when can I enter
Wondering how many licks does it take to get to her center
How much longer are my cravings for her forced to grow
Ms. Suga, my mouth wide open, could you let your juices flow
Oh to have tasted such a sample, leaving me begging for more
Ms. Suga left a sweetness in my mouth, that of which I have never had before.
© December 2014 k.davis
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