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