Baby, I’m sorry…
but I thought it was about time I told you…
the truth.
I’ve been cheating on.
Please don’t take it personal,
it’s just you couldn’t please me…
the way She does.
can’t reach the spots that
She does it so much better than you… ever could.
You can’t touch me the way She does,
She reaches through me.
Caress my spirit,
and makes love to my mental,
and when we do get physical…
we birth masterpieces.
She comes so easily to me,
She feels right…
and I can’t tell you how many nights we’ve spent together
making me so tired that I would fall asleep on her
knowing that I would wake up the next morning still tasting her.
She taste so good rolling off my tongue.
It’s like…
she was created to be my one,
even if I’m not hers.
It’s ok…
I don’t mind sharing,
cause I know that She will always have time for me.
She will always come to me if I need her
wrap herself around me and hold me together.
She never ignores me.
She knows exactly when something is wrong
that’s why I’m in love with her.
I’ll do anything for her,
kill to reach her,
and dismantle anyone of her lovers that are not worthy…
My parents don’t want me to be with her,
they don’t understand our connection.
Don’t understand why I’m willing to lie to them
just to get a chance to be with her.
Sometimes even just to watch.
Don’t like when we display our affections publicly,
but my baby…
loves attention.
Loves when people watch us,
loves when I watch her with others…
She’s kinda a freak like that.
She’ll allow just about anybody to take her.
Loves when you do it in public places,
the more people,
the better.
She’s a temptress.
Always seducing the young,
I mean she got me when I was just 15.
Showed me things that I had never seen before.
Introduced me to 3-somes
and the exhilaration of 4.
She stood right by my side when the judgmental
made me not want to be with her anymore.
She was there through my break-ups,
and even joined in on some of my relationships.
Helped me with my family issues,
every time I cried she was right by my side.
She was always there…
See baby,
I thought it was about time that I told you
about my love affair…
with poetry.
She means everything to me,
and again I say please don’t take this personally.
I’m sorry,
it’s just you couldn’t please me…
like poetry.
She does it so much better than you…
ever could.
1 comment:
ha! very clever my dear
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