I in my moments
to why
I don't understand it either

I am tried and feeling weak
lonely I guess
wanting the love to feel

I lay empty in my bed
I look
to my side
no one there just me and my pillows

it would be nice
to have a midnight snack
but Oswell

I a woman to who I am
passionate is the love within my soul

I love to be making love
to the one I love

he is distance
to where I live
but yet

we both live in the same time
that comfort
that feeling
just having him there
beside me at night

comfort of knowing
his there for real

making love
will the most amazing love
making
to her

a woman who needs the touch
that feeling
the ticklishness of her skin

knowing the love he gives
is the love given
by her back to him

she loves to be the playful one
allow him to relax
allow him enjoy the pleasure
by the woman he loves

dearly and pure
she excite him
with moist lips
taste
hunger for more and more
oh the pleasure she gets

is so real
knowing her love for him
strong in deed

his love for her
is more strong the life

life to both
is knowing

I in my moment of time
to make beautiful
harmony of sounds
we would make
love
endure
togetherness
reach out
touch
feel
taking the time
to focus
and explore the bodies of soul

I in my moments
to make love