i used to love
H.E.R.
i coulnt live without
Hearing Erotic Rhythms
blow thru the wind
and find that crazy place inside me
that seems to always intertwine
my emotions...
i used to die for
Having Embarrassing Romantic
sessions in teh living room
with the window wide open
so the world could come and get
a glimpse of how much i used to love
H.E.R....
not even the strongest of
cyclones could have stopped our
love makin
strong-breath takin
body embracin
rhythmic sessions from being
interupted...
i used to infatuate about
H.E.R.
Having Embaracing Rendered
of feeling because she hold me so
tight
over-dosing on that
Heroin-like Excitement Registered
in my brain that exalts itself where she
touches me....
Heartfelt Emotions Randomly
plaing themselves in her
possession,
from my mouth to her soul...
the the
Horizon's Everlasting Rays
of sunlight that
Heaveanly Electrify Rose
colors in her eyes
that glue my fixture
to her
for days...
i used to love H.E.R.
couldnt get enough of H.E.R.
Hating Everyone Running
past her presence on a
daily...
jealous because i want
H.E.R.
all to myself...
but at the same time proud to
have H.E.R.
spreading herself to the world...
Hungry-Envious Rage
felt when she is away...
the
Heartbreaking, Everlasting Rush
when she left....
i used to love H.E.R.
Honey-dipped, Earth shattering, Romeo
and Juliet love story....
i used to infatuate about
Hearing Ecletic Rhymes
as her voice used to
put me to sleep...
i could never get enough of
H.E.R.
Hording Empty Rags
Hurtful Envy that never Rested
Heroin Ecstatic Relapses
i used to have H.E.R....
Happiness Equipped with Romance