Hot For More - A Poem by Moe

"Don't want you to get hurt...can't help but I'm a flirt..."

92 degrees and I paid my fees early on in the game.  I was never the same after that tip dip and slip shit.  One hit, two hit, three...never really was about me.  This fucked up heat just reminds me to eat when I need to but today, I need to be freed to by more than just blood flow and a moist tip.  I need a trip into the truth her.  Enhancing the youth of her through an experienced unmatched as yet unhatched by fuckboys, toys and lip-serviced noise.  Nah, I'm way out on the fringe with a pull to binge just the same to know I came without a drug to blame.  It's just pure impassioned want fashioned by the heat of the day callin and crawlin at me.  All the while I'm name callin and forestallin for somethin better.  For somethin wetter...for more...

~Apollo