I imagine the angelic way you move like the earth is your runway
Seeing your pretty eyes hidden behind eyelashes that resemble silk
I ponder your frame
Your silhouette is a stencil for a goddess
No one’s perfect
But your my perfection
I think about how I would grace your lips with discretion
Gently placing mine on yours and floating to a ****** purgatory
Where we just leave the wrongs and the rights of the world
Then I imagine the lips between your thighs puckered up with the elegance of a freshly blossomed May flower
I think about you so much my thoughts don’t know any other thoughts
Ideas of how I can be yours
Plans on how I can make you my forever
Well forever doesn’t last
So, lets be together until we both cease to be
I just would love to hear the words of you
You speak and I hear Maya Angelou
You speak and I hear Erykah Badu
You speak and I hear Lauryn Hill
You speak and I hear my wife
You are what I need to make us
“We” needs to be
As I think of you I can envision you looking at me and telling me yes
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