They don't get it Ma they don’t get us, why you don't get mad at
me when I tell you don't text me, I don’t want to I need to hear your voice B,
I don’t want to be like them living a lie two people that say that they are together but they're
as far as foreigners like two strangers in a crowd open mouths no sound, I want to read how your feeling by the
vibrations emotions in your sound as real as bare feet touching the ground emotions build up like ants and mound. I Promise you
Ma, with me , you will never feel like your unseen in my palms a woman a human being ( i am always staring anyway lol) to connect and be your study
I can’t say my better half I say the other side of my human being the softer understanding of my humanity.
Arguments
when we do we are quick to dissipate the three cords that bind us aren’t easy
to break, relax and open up to me, intimacy and sex is abundant on tap when you
want it, nurturing feminine energy flows
inside your veins unashamed I want to soak it up and drown in it, and if you’re
not feeling not loved enough ask me to open up my male energy from a honest place , I'll go into over flow here it is drink it out my heart cup, I still learning and it might take a life time so don’t get mad
at me be my teacher and correct me , I am trying to learn how to see through
your words actions and moods to get to the root cause, that's what the random
kisses are for the moment when I listen and my soul tells me we both need some
love and to pause… can you hear out hearts ticking
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