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Mahogany Ree Mar 2020
when he moves
the same way the bow moves across the strings
he’s harmonizing with your ecstasy

let him be the lightening in your background
while plays on you
lays on you
trumpets and blows you . . .
... caressing you
with the tips of his fingers
let them linger
over and through
your love notes.....
keep playing for her
laying on, her
strum her pain with your craft
let her succumb to your storm
Mahogany Ree Mar 2020
WAR
He is heaven . .
. . . I've already sold my soul
he doesn't have a clue
and I'll never tell him

what we share
is a like a fight and a fairytale
juxtaposed into this reality

he's the man for me
. . . he don't even know
and I'll be dammed if I tell him

I love him
plain and simple

I feel him
clawing through my flesh
like a lion on fresh ****

he completes me
. . . no other man can or ever, will
Mahogany Ree Mar 2020
you'll never know how much I love you
words cannot explain

all I know is when were gone
our love will always remain

it all sounds so simple
but saying so just ain't enough

all I know is that I love you
and a whole lot of other stuff

bigger than four letters
more beautiful than it appears

i'll love you beyond a lifetime
that's just how sacred our love is . . .
Mahogany Ree Mar 2020
you've created beautiful madness
deep down inside of me

explored my vacant doors
inciting flames that burn eternally

madness like torrential rains
drowning me from head to toe

however did you find the key of me
I want to ask but I don't need to know

just keep captivating my madness
invade and trust me with all of you

plant your love inside my heart
and I will eternally harvest you
Mahogany Ree Mar 2020
when i miss you
i miss you
and when i need you
i need you
even if i don’t say so . . .
Mahogany Ree Mar 2020
he’s her butterfly

quick i’m crushing on you smiles

swooning from his gaze

she is so open

pulsating hearts can’t be still

she bursts at his seams

co-written by him

moving her ways quakes couldn’t

like art to canvas

matched like song and dance

his harmony to her melody

perfect in every way

wrapped in her soul, always

silky whipped mocha brown man

he’s her butterfly

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