I WANT A TALL GUY.

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(My Rhapsody of Love)
I want to date a tall guy,
I want him to love me like a queen,
I want him to know I care about him.

I want a tall guy,
Because whenever I hug him,
I, lay my head on his bald chest.

I want a tall guy,
Because whenever he thinks of a kiss,
He must lift me up to level him.

I want to date a tall guy,
I want him to be my King,
I will be lifting his thick beard whenever I rest on his Chest.

I want a tall guy,
Because our romance will be ushered in poetry-
Breaching all the agonies-Creating space for us to exchange fluids.

I want a tall guy,
Because whenever he is rubbing my erecting boobs,
I will be resting on his laps.

I want to date a tall guy,
I want him to know I love him alone,
I want my thighs clasped around his waist whenever I am home.

I want a tall guy,
Because whenever he moves his arm around my thighs,
I will be feeling wet  and goosebumps all over.

I want a tall guy,
For the love tall guys crave for
Is the love I want.

I want to date a tall guy,
I want a tall guy,
I want him to marry me.

I want a tall guy,
He should be a poet-
For his love lines will always turn me on.

George William Ochago.
 The Tired Poet.
 ( This is for my Rhapsody of Love. )

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