I remember she smelled so pretty
She had these huge jugs
Of milk and they were fitting
To her frame
She was thick but framed petite
She had a nice chunk
She was a Gemini
A freak
I didn’t see or speak to her for weeks
But so in love when we would creep
To the bathroom to kiss each other
Pretending to be lovers
No longer under covers
Watching the Uber Driver watch us
As our skin we openly uncover
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