You’re well structured and mounted,
The chest wow, I mean the boobs,
I salivate at look at them just underneath the collar of your blouse,
The curves damn,
The booty, let me not even go there,
My eyes can’t get enough of you.
Having you as my first Lady is a blessing to me,
While it’s a fantasy to others,
Let our fights be of the pillow on the bed,
And not fighting to bruise each other,
Some would love to feel your skin tone,
Yet I am privileged to caress each part on your body,
Only the angels can match your beauty.