Two midnight marauders howling at the moon
As I lay on my back tonight hope you give me a chance
to count each and every star in the sky.
Please wait a while before you arrive…
Putting up a fight cause I love to let you win,
I love to let you in..
You put this pressure on my insides that
make me buckle at the knees.
This pressure fills me literally& spiritually.
Even with all my tension ,somehow
you manage to put me at ease.
& As you ease in I’m relieved
Then you pick up the speed &
I’m screaming for God
You’re so blessed at the waist.
As you continue to pick up the pace ,I
Can feel my spirit elevate
I think I’m closer to the stars..