
Running low
I miss having you
In my mouth
The taste so savory
I don’t even know
If I’d be able to go
A whole day
Without imbibing
Your sweet kiss
On the piece of me
That makes me
Lose my mind
It ain’t too much a crime
If we aren’t flying high
As long as I have you by my side
I would grow you
Among flowers
In my garden
But society says
I don’t get a pardon
If I get busted
Where I domicile
So I’ll just pick U up
If I need you to smile



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