Fire & Ice

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This is fire.


I’ve been looking for you all my life.

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Trust me, I see you too, boo.


This is what I will run home to.


She is the ice in my cup.

She is absolutely da buzz of my Patron.

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This is all the alcohol I will ever need.

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She’s more than a glass to hold.


 The straw that sits in my jaw. Together we are a perfect fit.

This is the stirrer placed in my drink.

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For the record this is the azz my lips desires to kiss.

This is where my tongue will always go.


I will goggle map the quickest and shortest route to da azz.

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What fool hangs out with all of this waiting for him at home?

Where’s my napkin? Where’s my spoon?

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