SHE'S ALL OVER ME-a poem by Edward Storm
SHE'S ALL OVER ME
Like seran wrap
Like goosebumps
Like raw honey
Like a nightmare
She's all over me
Like humidity
Like poverty
Like a sweat suit in summer
She's all over me
Like a bob dylan song
Like trap on floorboards
Like a thong
Like WMDs
She's all over me
I'm with her and hard to separate
Once she's come onto me.
By EDDIE STORM
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