"She looks at me and alters reality
There's nothing more to see but what is right before my eyes
Something happens and I don't know why
I begin to fall...."
Like a lazy day, Saturday matinee
The pictures cascade across the silver screen
A magnificent segue to my deep, smokey reflections of you Why do I want you so badly? "Isn't it funny how we see the same thing in each other?
Feels like we're a mirror for one another"
Can it even be that beyond this beautiful fantasy,
The question lingers. . .
. . .Can she really feel the need in me? A sigh. . .
. . .As I look into those deep, brown eyes
Within your smokey glare, I see, feel, and hear. . .
. . .Everything your heart has to say to thee.
Truthful and wise this woman's worth is realized inside of me.
Why are my hands drawn to touch your face?
Skin like the petals of a gentle rose.
My hands caress your gentleness
Vicki, you're peace and I feel your love. . .
Your lips; soft and full
Moist. . .they wet my desires for you.
I kiss them. . .praying that you never part them to say "stop"
Free to just be. . .your beautiful caramel brown skin juxtaposed against a darker hue
Can I just hold you?
Can I feel heaven just one moment more?
I can't believe that I could possibly want you more now than before.
Eyes blinded by your beautiful light
My fingertips carefully read your body like dots of braille. . .
Every curve, your shoulders, your back
The roundness of your firm derriere. . .
. . .Igniting a burning heat
Breast pressed against my chest
To feel our hearts beating together
I rise to hardness
between your thighs
Setting course for uncharted waters
My body being jarred by your breaking waves
Nervous and electric
Waiting for you to let me "ride" your passion. . .
. . .My, my, my
Why do I crave your body so?
Why do you fit me to a "T"?
Baby, I'm drowning in the sea of your love
Please save me as I
Overdose on the ecstasy "That is all about you. . . . . .I believe there's a doorway to me, inside you
I perceive a sure way to love, honest and true
When I look in your eyes I see a familiar surprise to me
The reflections of my heart. . ."
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