Rosy, Juicy, Angelica Poem by venessa ambrose
Rosy, Juicy, Angelica
My own angel
Gorgeous to a fault
With a voice of sweet melody
Blessed with grace that cant be bought
My rosy, Juicy, Angelica
Even as you flush
Your head is high with pride
That succulent lips of yours
Always mine to take
My rosy, juicy, Angelica
You are all the possession i want
All they have is but rot
The sweet taste of you
Each bright day
My rosy, juicy, Angelica
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