It was not intentional
but I did it anyway … I take my responsibility as a man for my role in it, but
the worldz to blame mostly or lack of it , you see (deep breathe confessionz of
cloud walker), when I called you amazing, gorgeous, intellectual, special in a
good away, one of kind, the one who blindz me to other women aura ... it was
all liez, wait … but before you get mad or feel anything about it let me
explain to you what happened ... you see (deep breathe) the truth is that your more than pretty words to
me, at least ... but this world only had those words to give me to offer you
at one point , and don't get to mad at the world either … I mean the heavenz
and Angelz struggle to explain the level of awesomeness and artistry Mr
Godz was trying to explain and express we he made you that you might not see
..? me and you we journeyed to next level now… no secretz… trust… full
disclosure, so yes I confess I lied to you, I use words but wordz can't
explain to “u” what you are to me , that’s why often you catch me smiling at
you in silence with the stupid smile that says I love in no uncertain way
"boy .. What are you looking at" Cloud "My world and part of my
ministry" u smile back at me in no uncertain way Cloud “there
it is.” My sweet pardon for the liez systemically I draw into your eyes… or is it the ass (dodge
the plate) definitely the eyez.
In this
crazy world we live in your smile makes it all worthwhile, living I mean and
facing the times, words slip off my tongue the way my hands slip over your
skin, parting your thighs is like knocking on heavenz door "can I come in”
, your beauty sexual ministerz and educates my soul intellectual, you shinez
like the sun and moonz in sky at the same time beautiful thing but
unnatural, random kisses cuddles and compliments flow on the mutual, even
though we do it all the time its special every time it’s our natural but nothing
casual, "I love you arguments" our parting ritual, ordained and
designed by Mr Godz but every moment day kiss is conceptual , and the
second kiss back instinctual , starring at each other for no reason a
silent "thank you Mr godz" contractual, almost in a dream like state who knew that this kind of happiness love
respect intimacy and affection could be this perpetual , I write it on skin
with my finger that my concept of contexaul, you stamped your heart on my heart
irreplaceable… un removable…our souls have a conversation that goes “even if
your body died today I will never ever for ever ever let you go”… one thing
that I di say that’s not a lie “woman your phenomanl
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