Mo betta blues
Nothing more but me and you
From raindrops slightly tipping tapping on my window pane to
Touching running my hands over your massive frame
Feeling your fingertips
Gently make their way towards my hips, your firm grip of passion
Sends my mind and soul gasping I'm rehashing my memory the night I said I'd be you and you'd be me
Sweetness dripping
Slow tongue kisses
It was a night and then some to remember but it doesn't dismember the feelings of when pain set in
seeds rooting Mo Betta Blues again
Maybe we rushed in
Maybe it was an affair that should've never began
Maybe we should start from scratch start over again
Where we'd be lovers
At this point, we're more than Friends
Lust transformed into passion transformed into blind admiration with no fluent consistent communication
Trying to find love