Urban lover, feel my fire, to burn your soul, with fool's desire. Hip hop clothes, and sporty cap, strapped with steel, hangin' from his lap. Flirt with danger, like a lusting fool, while he stood on the corner, hangin' cool, smilin' at me, with lips so sweet, and chocolate skin, good enough to eat, his chiseled body, a work of art, urban lover, graffiti my heart.Birth sign: Libra
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