

Emotional InebriationYou strode up to me, the bottle already open. The fumes of your breath alone were enough to send me in to an emotional rage. It was as if you knew what you were starting. The fizzy drink clouded my mind, and sent me on a trip to the deep unknown. Never in my life has anyone given me such powerful lust, I began to question, was it lust or love? Every day I drank more and more of your beautiful drink, wishing and praying that it would never end. As the days went by I grew more and more drunk on lust. My judgment affected by the wonderful buzz surging through my body, I never noticed the crack; the crack in the bottle that was the beginning of mEmotional Inebriation


I Met a BoyI met a boy the other day, For months I practiced what to say, Then it started! The time had come! I was speechless.I Met a Boy
I met a boy the other day, I heard him cry and then he lay, Time to relax! His day was long! I was speechless
I met a boy the other day, Forever love me I would pray, He’s an angel! He’s a blessing! I was speechless.
I met a boy the other day, All day and night I had to stay, He’s in my arms! He looks at me! I was speechless.
I met a boy the other day, For months I practiced what to say, My bab
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