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His Dream


I want to be that sweet
That saccharine.... taste in your mouth
Satisfying as that juicy watermelon
The kind so good you swallow the seed
Type
That cup of ice cold lemonade
That momma just made
Sipping in the shade
Type
That perfect amount of sugar
The still giving you pucker power
good type
That smell of sweet perfume
The kind that just lingers in your mind type
The scent of honeysuckle
Carried around in that soft swift breeze type
I want to be that....


That feel so good soul music that you move your body to
That kick back tap your fingers jazz melody
Or that,
Eyes closed, head nod to rhythmic poetry
That gotta have type letting your soul flow free
That perfect embodiment of intangible quality
I want to be..
Your best friend
Trusted like you'd trust your diary
Type
I want to be
That.... you gotta have me
Type
That can't live without
Type
That life saving water
That just for you type
I need to be
I want to be
Your ALL

Written by LadyLyric


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