Money in the Bag

Monday, 6 December 2010

For ....

Every day new girls come on the net,
trying fast to make some money.
Frolicking around on cam and bed.
Looking sweet, sexy and honey.

Many of them are all the same.
Young, cute and full of smile.
Seductive to play their game.
Inviting you private all the while.

But ever so often, I have to admit,
that even, though hot to see,
they soon get boring a bit,
and can't seem to find my key.

The key that turns my life insane.
Stops my mind from thinking.
Giviving her powers to drain.
Bank-account slowly sinking.

Like a star she was there!
Eyes made me fall like a block.
Gave her my key, what did I care.
Wanting her to turn quick that lock.



Wishing her dark eyes brown,
Ruby red lips, face full of grace,
to stare me sweetly down,
where I belong, into my place.

Only worship for this pretty young queen.
Artful mocks and teases with her smile.
Needing to kiss her feet on the screen.
Wanting her back all the while.

Her face etched deep in my brain.
Innocent, pretty, sweet look.
Sleeping or waking, she is like cocaine.
Pretty soon I was on her hook.

Addicted to stare in her eye.
So craving for every word from her lips.
Knowing she will make me high,
without even moving her slim hips.

Long black hair, sexy and shiney.
Soft eyebrows, perfectly shaped.
Nowhere a flaw, not even tiny.
My senses have long escaped.

This lady, who rocks my world hard,
Aches my heart, makes my body shake.
Will for sure rip my existence apart.
How can I not promise her all she wants to take?

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