“You’re not filming us,” She said.
made him put down the camera and fled.
Canon on sheets
like a muse in heat
straps undone and no one speaks.
Left the bed,
now you’re wondering if they’re wed
A mystery now lies in your head
out cold after a release, woh.
silhouettes escaped sheets
a million bets, left cold, and not in heat.
Left for a nice walk
Condoleezza Rice talks
Plays Piano - they should’ve
stayed for the pillow talk
They could’ve played
in her socks, bottom and bra
instead they left in a crawl.