To love and be loved      is to be in the
atmospheric warmth      of feeling complete.

Kiss me deep now my lady
As my tongue roll into yours
It releases flares of fire in your eyes
Oh ! I'm lost in you

Touch my body I reply
Onto my body she climb
As I feel her femininity scent
Smear of ******* scream

Her voice releases in my ear
As this love play won't end
Oh, take me !
Deep I wanted you into me

It's first time we make love
As rain pours upon the roof
So I break the jinx of your purity
Yes, there's pain but sweet pain dear

As you enter me
Everything become so calm and sweet
As we sob in love
Oh, sighing as the thrusting goes in and out

Heaven paint our mind
In black and white
That's the secret of holy of holies
Where mortal procreate their kind in love

Written by
Martin Ijir

I’m driving home on a grey rainy day
And she calls me
And says she needs a roll of quarters Because she needs to do her laundry.

I've been waiting to hear from her
And I'm ecstatic at the sound
Of her voice.

And yes I will gladly get her the quarters
Or anything else that she would want
Because I love her.
You see, my heart's desire
Is her happiness
She's the one I would do anything for.