She's my sugar rush, my secret drug, more addicting then heroin, better than coke. Her voice so tender and soft it'll make you choke on the air you breath. Her skin is as soft as silk. her skin makes you melt, just the right tone of gray, but her body has seen better days. Stretch marked hips, scared up thighs, look into her eyes and they'll tell you the saddest story of why. Her story is one that remains untold to those who don't know, she is good at hidding how she feels, can't you tell? She is my sugar rush, and my cocaine crush. Lustily wanting every inch of her satin skin, making it hard to keep my demons locked up within. Your in my dreams, my thoughts, well that's another thing. Let's make a life time of memories and not just the ones with us  rapped up in my sheets.

~my cocaine queen~