We break all generational curses with
our vows rehearsals , before I say I do I agreed I will do my best never to
hurt you , your my inner circle a happy home I am going to build it, sorry we will build some times my passion gets the best of me i guess we have work to do . You
make me dance at your thought I got my
pebble I am happy feet, Late nights I am a massage your feet with the deep heat,
relax the flow I will massage your body cover you in coconut oil , this so
relax but late on I am bring the heat until skin boils, best believe I am
taking it ... cant stop won’t stop the hurricane toungues for ever young (who said that) there will no need for faking it , A true Zim sun ,
the passion you arise with me and wake get to this (laughing). I will war for what’s mine
(this love thing) even against myself awe walk like Mraz and Venus, Mr God how
did you know that I would need it, late night pillow talk something holy a
second scripture we write and we read
it. Your eye are hurricanes , your lips are the moon, your smile pure kryptonite, your ass is the bomb and your waist my hopes for tonight, the thighs hold sacred secret i discover and like, your feet are foundtions and from your ankle i slowly watch magic happen my eyes rise back to your face ... Truly royalty i rare in generation thats forgetten regal grace ... Every body starts out hot and then1 get normal and some even fall to cold ... never fear about its not game on when we hold hands its flame on ... the way you wear the last name on
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