Am not thirsty for ***.
Am also not thirsty for likes and attention,
am thirsty for loyalty and that's' all

You had promised you would help me
You said it was okay that I was okay
What happened then?
Why did you abandon me?
Why did you give me empty promises?
You took everyone that were close to me
You told all sort of lies about me
How I wish I had never met you
How I wish I had never trusted you
But thank you for making me realise
That the battles I fight make me stronger than coward people like you.

You didn't have to,
you could have just asked
and I would have peacefully
given you the piece of my heart you wanted
now what do I do with all this brokenness?

Loving you from a distance has not been a fair play
An extreme sport maybe ,sometimes I am worried that ,the memory of your touch may start to fade
Loving you from miles away and even though we talk everyday ,I still get this sense that,
there is much that I need to say through my touch ...
Like how I'd occasionally hug you from the back
I want to touch your face and I know that the long distance love is what we have but incase you are wondering I...
I never stopped looking forward to the day when you'll be back in my arms

I am a lady with a high ****** drive
but I want intimacy not ***
I want my mind  to be stimulated
And soul touched before I open my thighs
I want your hand touching my soul and your fingers unclipping my bra
I want you to get under my skin and yet
been clueless of how your thoughts desire to play with me
I want you to own my mind body and soul without ******* me


I want you to lay me on your sheets like the way you rest your hand on a blank page
I want your kisses to remind me of slices of lemon drizzled with honey
I want you to stimulate me with your intellect which will instantly arouse me
I want your fingers to touch my soul before doing an art of work inside me

I want my heart to tell me about my lovers passion, desires and everything that makes him alive
I want to get lost in your eyes
I want an alpa male
I am too passionate to waste my energy over someone only lusting over my skin

Stop worrying about me,
Stop discussing me,
Stop thinking I’m bothered about the **** you do,
Stop worrying about who I **** with,
Stop worrying about who ***** with me,
Moral of the story;
My life is not concerning you.
I got me,
Get you?