Innuendoes poem

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innuendoes

sharrina, whenever you find a new boyfriend,
you get whipped, then girl, you flip, get a grip
you don’t have to cut off all your male friends
to instill happiness, don’t trip
but this time, you went too far
your man’s not a czar
you changed your phone number for what?
to prove you’re not a slut?
your man’s probably the slut for coming up with this stuff

funny, when you’re single again,
you call us all back
especially the ones that were in your back
then, you want to be cool
that’s why to me, you are so wack
you may be cute and sexy, sharrina
but you still have those fish eyes like diana ross
you haven’t learned anything from your idol, “the boss”
i won’t be waiting for you to call me this time
i woke up this time
fuck you is what you’ll hear when you call me next time
i had enough of you anyway with that fake church girl swindle
you’re a frozen freak in limbo, craving rekindle
you’re a hot recognized symbol like nintendo
don’t forget, i know your real innuendoes

remember that night in your new york apartment?
you called me into the bathroom
you were naked lying in the tub in an awkward way
a bottle of baby oil stood beside your body
i didn’t know then what it would portray
how erotic to see your vagina under a valve
as your legs were straight up the wall
it was hard staying small
the cold water was running low
you explained every part to me like a preview to a show
the atmosphere changed to an intimate flow
you applied the baby oil to your breast
in order to tweak your nipples, it’s how you relieve built-up stress
waiting to reach orgasm with sweet success

it wasn’t the plan for me to participate
but it was either that or masturbate
those nipples needed a real tweaking and i obliged
one nipple was begging for a sucking so i obliged
then, i dived under the current, holding those thighs
while i licked your pussy lips like a puppy
yummy, yummy, in my tummy
i made you scream my name like you were a mummy
gene, gene, you came good that night, honey
isn’t it true every time you do it, you think of me, honey?

remember the second time after you moved to baltimore?
that first night on my first visit to see you, déjà vu?
probably not, this time, i got in the bathtub, too
you grabbed my dick, licked your lips as i climaxed with you
and as always, afterwards, you get a little distant
like you don’t want this to be consistent
i guess i was only the momentary assistant
but i’m not going to vent and resent
because you’ve never wanted anything more with me
i just want to know why you repent when it was meant
to be, a mutual consent, it’s not a spiritual descent
when you went to a horny extent
so dwell on in your trivial torment
and these are your thoughts from church time spent?
sharrina, you are really detached like an old boulder
don’t say nothing, when you get older,
and you find yourself alone because you made life colder
like that cold water