"Bedroom Eyes"
Some say that dances with the devil is dared
Seeing who all can take the heat as if a devilish flare
The way I'm peeping how she breaks me off that devilish stare
To get me in the mood vs the the hating rebels to bare
That wanna judge our connection like down to see how much the sin endures
The arts of temptation amongst the sun but then the dim is lured
Sweet love making, passionate roller coaster spin's occurred
Check the love that we're representing and "milking" been "ensured"
The way she gets me in the mood, I'm picking up her logic codes
Of fire and desire that's priceless, the anti profit modes
Peep the heat within the passionate "kitchen", concoct the loads
Of loving her like fancy "seafood" can't let this "papa doze" (Pappadeaux - A seafood restaurant in Houston)
Upon my addiction to her loving as if a quoting addict
"Build each other up" and always making sure this noting passes
From the look in her eyes, I knowing for a fact her love is down to take me higher than Sylvester Turner's voting status hmmm (Houston's own Mayor Sylvester Turner recently won the election due to him getting a high rank in votes against his competitor Tony Buzbee)
2019 - Kris Smith
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