look for me in the my space dott comunity The first time I met the devil was at a motel 6 She left hell to spend THE weekend on earth just for kicks Sexy little bitch, shorter then expected About 5 foot 5, GETTIN' THICK in the breast and thighs Beautiful dark eyes, a strong stare Large lips, soft hands and long hair I said I'LL make you smile for the simple fact I'm good at it -Atmosphere I said I'LL make you smile just so I can sit and look at it I will show you all you need to know You must hold on to anyone that wants you And I will love you through the simple and the struggle But girl, you got to understand the modern man must hustle Who cares what Jane says? She always spits the same spit I'd rather kill the radio then listen to the rain hit Little sister needs SECLUSION on how she'll discover it through the pop music Got used to the feeling of falling, but YOU'll never see her following Bouncing back and forth between the heAling and the hollering Riding the outer ring of your own private saturn Thoughts scatterED all across the grey matter Little baby doll she doesn't know what to say to ya'll The patience is short and of course the pride is way to tall Break it all smash the past like it was made of glass Aint no other way to make it last It hurts to watch Lucy lose the dream I've had the pleasure of seeing our hero kick and scream And when she calms down I'll turn the sound down And put my arms around the little lost and found and I'll tell her that.. Hush little lady don't say a word OR the rest of the village gonna know you're disturbed And if you let them know that you're vulnerable Then there aint no stopping how far they open you slow (yo yo yo) I'm a chapter in yout text book read me like a checkbook Mistook love at first site for a sex look Enough of the blind man's bluff, I want the good stuff Trying to hookup a full belly and a foot rub The modern man's hustle I dig it, I SHOVEL Feed me your troubles and need me to cuddle (come on) Bundle up in my mitten and coat As cold as it gets I keep your winter afloat So let the snow fall, (it's COMIN' DOWN) She doesn't want to understand why I still come around She look at the mirror she don't see what I see She holds no history of how precious she be Lay your head on my chest, speak of the stress Kick your feet up and rest, before we clean up the nest I hate to see you upset it cramps the position And if you didn't know you better listen

My Ideal Person a WOMAN who lives in or close to the fargo area.who is interested in some sexual positions and emotional investments