The beater

She is waking up with your beater on,
Making you wish she was here not gone,
reminiscing on the night she layed in your comfort,
Listen to her talk in her dreams of all sort,
you look at her remembering you put her to sleep,
as you reast your head an her sweet heart beat,
she makes you melt when she smiles,
doing all thies little things to dive you wild,
You know no body can give it to you just like her,
she gives you shivers like burr,
she got you begging for her,
you just want to be her sir,
When your making love,
Like the clouds your high above,
Sweet moans of your name,
Thats thing she dose with her tung got you insane,
She caters to your every command,
B/v she loves you, your her man.