Strike a match and light me on fire
I'm the slow burn of your candles wax
The funk in your jazz the interlude of your sex tracks
Nights breathe of seduction
The silence before the rain of your eruption
The arousal of my aroma drenched in echoes or your yearning
Call it the first night of the sunrise
The suns eyes hypnotized
By the curve of your hips and thighs
The twine of the flicker and my flame
The rush of chocolate from my candy's cane
The hush of pleasures pain
For my wax flows to the depths and hardens on ecstasy
The tender breathe that blushes me
Blind to interruption for no where else exist
Submerged in this
Your fantasy with an added twist
As we reunite with each kiss
I become the moment of your reminisce
If you plan with the intentions of success being the reward then how in the world can you possibly fail yourself.
Borrack Obama for President
Patience is the ability to endure waiting, delay, or provocation without becoming annoyed or upset, or to persevere calmly when faced with difficulties.
Family is all that matters not some of the times but all off the times. Value the time and love the ones that make your family your family.
To go places youve never been you gotta go in doors you have yet to open.