As you can see, Im boiling with that hand of mind U feel me…..Let’s go
(EXCUSE ME….MY I C E P T)
Your honey skin as it bleeds with the tastefulness of the curves of your body.
As I CEPT on the goose bumps that travel
down your spine, around your hips divine
as chills begin to heat your thighs, as I
rub to make dis cream flow……..
I take little CEPTS that are smooth, long, hard, & strong
as you begin to shake, i look at u and u see your flavor along my lips,
as you reach to get a taste, i suck your finger slowly, as I push it back as I gaze into your eyes, I dip your finger into your ivory ocean…….
I’ve CEPT for so long to picture your erotic beauty only seen on paper and
in magazines and yet you are real……Hair long with lips that play the part of fruit that’s so tasteful against my lips
strawberry as I spilt you lips,
I take what is the potion of your desires… CEPTS here, CEPTS there, I whisper
are pleased baby……..Standing you are as you come down slow as, I tap into your fruit
split by my tongue CEPT by CEPT by CEPT with the scooping motion of the tip inside you
as pleasure slides on my tongue……….
I CEPT on that piece of fruit that makes you NUM………
Behold the beauty that has taken Kings and Romans, Pharaoh’s, and Nations down to there knees………..I kneel b 4 you my Goddess….Dis erotic taste of the forbidden Fon Du,
I must CEPT what melts along and inside of your body,
as my hands mold the body of a Goddess of love from head to toe,
calf to thighs, elbows to shoulder CEPTS AND CEPTS of licks
forward to the nape of your neck, as I desire to melt all of me inside of you….
I can only be your slave for this day,
all you have to do is hold my face in place and let me CEPT away
the pleasures of your desires………………………………..Come here
EXCUSE ME……MY I CEPT
YOUR AFRICAN FRUIT, YOUR ASAIN PERSUASION, YOUR JALAPENO FIRE,
YOUR PUERTO RICAN DISH TO ALL EXOTIC AND EROTIC NEAPOLITAN
WOMEN OF THE WORLD………..HERE ME……..LET ME CEPT YOUR SOUL…….
Written By Steven Taylor
Jan 2, 2012
LYRICS OF MY HEART 