Wednesday, August 17, 2011
But you should love me, because we both live on this street
A two way pasture of concrete, with flowing heart beats on each end
A lovers’ canvas, covered with the natural flow of our aura
Green lily pastures, honeysuckle flowers and black roses
Where I reside. Would you like to come along on my ride?
Water bluer than the sky, sand crystals that get you high
Sunrises and sunsets with my moans amongst the ambience
Egyptian oils that make my skin glisten…as my hips speak to you, listen
Don’t ask permission
Just start with sweet kisses, cinnamon caresses, brown sugar tongue rolls
Never end, send tingles from my spine to my toes
Is this why you should love me?
No, not the only reason,
because love is forever evolving like four seasons
Is it because of the way I stare at you under the moonlight?
Your eyes dancing as you watch what you like
Whenever you’re inside me, gotta give my bottom lip a bite
Because baby it’s yours, won’t put up a fight tonight
The way I feel you grow against my walls,
Afterwards she’s still thumping, giving your manhood a call
On and on and on, without one pause
Wake up from my dreams and we can start it all
My bed-leaf clover