They say that heaven’s like the best moments of your life on repeat I guess for me that’s our simple things …
Like
after we make love and your lying on my
chest having deep or silly conversation about our day and the future, we argue
about when we will have our first seed and who will get to name them first, I will miss
those times the worst and that’s what I will thirst… repeat
Like
when you cover your body in coconut oil butt naked under the rob and as soon as
I walk through the door the rob falls off, you don’t need to ask me twice I know
what I had to do I am break you off, the confession of Cloud Walker I have never
touched “skin this soft”, I am king you’re a queen but tonight you’re the boss,
we make love at different speed but once
we hit that 69 I know for a few hours we ain’t leaving the bed, her loving that
sawed off and I got in the heart soul and the head…
Like when we play wrestle and I let you win and you pin me on the ground, the way you can feel me you don’t to see me in crowd , and when at night I brush your hair you make the cat purring sound, lazy Sunday when I watch a movie and you read a book or fall sleep on my chest listening to my heart beat life is sweet for a few hours no politics, no bills, no friends family and none of life drama, peace and safety is the karma before we sleep we talk and thanks Mr God for each other being each other’s armour.
Is
it like when you cook and stir the pot and my hands are wrapped your waist, and
whisper in my in ears “are you the desert and could I get a taste”. Is it when
you had a long day and tell you babe lay back and I massage your feet ? Is it
when I randomly show up at work with a sweet snack flowers knowing it will make
the other women at work jealousy because
you have a real man and not peters pan … tell me what’s your heaven … repeat
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