story of an african son

If life was a night club she would be my night cap A room full of candles, the perfect vibe A dress with no panties, the perfect time Doing so much to her clit it's giving her a drunk feeling With inners so sweet, am here way past last call If life was a night club she would be gushing like shaken champagne Breast on firm, bigger than keg jags Am the jealous type so no dancing with no other guy At the V.I.P section giving attention to your very important sections ♋ If life was a night club we would be freaks in our elements Fucking infront of the cameras,still no where close to our ride Uber driver on mute,her hand lost in my pants Whispering dirty in my ear, am almost close to devine Right at the door we already getting it on ♀️♂️ ♋ If life was a night club we would be more than beings with a crave for the lustful things  Expressions Untold 

I hope you still remember me It might be years but it feels like days to me I know I promised to let it be, am sorry am a fool lost for dreams I hope it can be more than hellos on different streets Back to smiles on back room seats Talking about more than life ever gives Back to times of younger things, being friends on the baby swings I hope that hope still lives In the hearts of the one's who heal °°° S.ofa_so_good