My Face Is Your's

Propositioned one day from a fine ass man I know
He left me completely unsure of what to do & where to go
He simply said "My face is your's"
I asked "what u mean" as he held open the door
"Simply, My face is your's"
Perplexed and confused I ignored this dude
Went about my business but couldn't get it out my mind
I wondered what he truly meant by ... his face is mine
Did he mean he'd eat me like a hungry man eating food?
Or did he mean something that's a more PG kind of mood

Not too long later
Something happened to make me feel better
I got the next piece of the puzzle, when on my doorstep laid
A rose with a card "my face is your's" it said
Flipping it over frantically looking for more than that 1 clue
I found it written tiny in my favorite shade of blue
... I adore, eating pussy, my face is your's, I can't wait to devour you

Wow, was all I could say until the next day
When I saw him fine as can be, blushing saying "hey..."
I couldn't resist but to say
"Can your face be mine today?"
Grinning he replied "Today, tomorrow, everyday
My face is your's infinitely & in every imaginable way

I quickly walked away shocked at his reply
I can't tell you I wasn't intrigued, that'd be a lie
My innocent flirting is one thing
Actually following through was another

Yet all I could remember
Was his deep voice saying
My face is your's ...
And imagine how with my essence his face I'd cover.
I'd own it
And on it I'd sit
Frontwards, backwards, doggy style
Upside down, right-side up,
B4 and after we'd fuck
I thought about it every night 4 a while
And in the morning when I woke up

Every time I saw him I'd think and he'd know
His face is mine I'd just have to say go
He'd be down in rain, sunshine, & snow

B4 he told me I knew
He'd consume my sweet nectar
And blow my mind too
His face was mine
If I told u it weren't I'd be lying.