Forever Friends

Just as the ink flows from this pen... As i write, the pain flows from within. Like tears on a rainy day, all that is inside is disguised. Covered with laughter, silly jokes and a shy grin...my pride, I continue to defend.

The best friend one could acquire... never needing a favor in return is what I admire. Listening, no interruptions, forever understanding, no abruptions.... Open me up and we are read the same...I empty my soul onto each of your pages. And as the chapters unfold , my heart moves closer to a state of peace, I give you company and you so faithfully continue to give me releif ...

My serious face lol

My serious face lol

Saturday, January 3, 2009

My Lover, My Educated Brotha

Orgasms...frequent as the sensation you give deepens. My educated brotha, a style like no other...

Loving how you bless me. Never tease me, Forever pleasing me.

Send me on a high, make my body cry...out loud for more. Legs tremblin beneath me begging you for more. Penetrate my walls like ya genius penetrates my thoughts.

Holding my hands as you go... deeper and deeper.

Teach me.

Believe me when I say... its one of a kind. Nothin more beautiful than our love combined, intertwined.

Rewind...I wanna do it again. I Relax and unwind as you kiss me slowly from my neck down my spine.

Whisper in ya ear how good it feels... Grasp hold of you tight...I'm anxious... .

From my belly button down to my pearl... as you caress it... Ya bottom lip to my bottom lips..so careful, delicate, wet. From ya brow, I wipe ya sweat ....please... don't stop yet. I wanna live in this moment

...butterflies...

Bodies So close I can feel ya heart beat. Make me moan, make me scream. Make music with me baby...watch me go crazy.

Indulge me in ya intellectual conversation. Allowing me to compliment ya whit ....this unbeatable word play... you get, from no other...

I daydream about ...my educated brotha, a love like no other... Around you, nothing else exists... Please continue, I insist.

Though you're distant... consistantly, I... carry mental pictures of the curves in ya lips... sweet kisses n how I can't resist.

One of a kind. My love, my...educated brotha. Till we meet again, I sit back ...n reminisce...