One minute I’m receiving passionate love.
Next minute I’m trying to avoid your stubborn pride.
Loyalty is a turns on
True friend in the long-run.
Gaining your trust when I show you honesty.
You teach me your love language comfortably in between these sheets.
Low-key sweet but like to be naughty
Hot temper
Mouth cold as ice
Fierce & feistiest woman alive.

I swear you’re so complex, yet your appeal is cute.

I fraternize with chicks
half my age because I
want to get laid and
feel young.

Everybody that you already liked,
you don’t f-k with them no more.

My body all over her body:
Hands traveling deep on her backside cuffing her cake.
She bring me closer & breaks the sudden moment of our kiss, tasting mint flavored gum on my tongue.
Staring into my dark brown eyes, breathing in my cologne
I lean down in attempt to receive another kiss.
She rest her hand upon my chest, prohibiting me from moving forward, smiling
Love surrounds us as I press my lips against the middle of her forehead.
Then...
I close my eyes, lay her head on my chest so she can hear my heart play music
whispering- “You. It’s always been you.”

Rain beats against the window pane bringing a drumming rhythm into the room.
Light from the lavender candles rest upon the wooden dresser, flickering in the blanket of darkness that’s cascading the bedroom.
I walk into the room where my baby is,
Observing how tired she is.
After a long day of work I cooked her dinner,  ran a bubble bath, & sat at the edge of the bed reading poems while rubbing her feet.
Apply pressure in circular motion as she lays back against the wooden headboard.
Now as we unwind for the night, God creates thunder & rain outside the window in the background.
She tells me she finds comfort & peace from watching the man she love apply pleasure, not only to these bunions of feet, but to her heart.

We stay up past midnight, sitting on the living room floor together.
Joking, laughing, & sharing threads of each other lives in a story that echoes the rhythm of poetry.
Reminiscing over a game of Uno
I brush my hand against hers through the exchange of cards. She flinches & start blushing.
I notice her mood & body language change.
Glancing into her brown eyes, I could tell she wanted to do something else.
So I begin to speak, asking her- “ Hey, do you want to take this game to the bedroom?”

I trace the curvature of her body with my hands as she wraps her legs around my waist.
Her tongue quivers while I explore areas where the natural garden lies.
-Back arches in reaction to my touch igniting swift movements & pleasure
-Entrance rhythmic motion from the depths of our love emerging as we mirror passion through twists & turns
-Pushing me to realize that I’m finding myself in the reflection of her dark brown eyes.

Come make me feel sane baby