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“I could write my name underneath your smooth skin And wipe it clean with sweet gentle kisses”, he uttered I know nothing turns you on I know nothing drives you crazy You sure do have a thick skin To resist all my dirty tricks   I will find a way in between your skin If need be, crawl through those hidden paths Or climb those tall walls till I could find that jack pot. Where just a finger would move you into my world.  

 To the lady, Ifeoluwa To the lady with the sweetest smiles and brownie eyes This was never meant to be written It was meant to be words of love Passionately pouring into your bloodstream Traveling steadily down the planes of your nerves Flowing into every corners in your heart It was meant to take you and take you over To break your guards and open chapters of love in your heart To the lady with the sweetest voice and cutest pitch This was never meant to be a poem It was meant to sweep you off your feet and make your heart skip a beat It was meant to be torrents of emotional words Filling every space within your world Touching all the glittering spot of your sweet soul Bringing you into life of love where two hearts beat as one Luring you into a blissful world of ecstatic devoid of fantasy   To this lady with a soft soul and a fine feet This was never meant to be written in letters It was meant to be engraved withi...