Every time I see you I am afraid to look

for fear that I may stare and my awe of you will be mistook

as not a symbol of my adoration but of something otherwise

that why when you look at me I tend to avert my eyes

I am not worthy to behold the beauty that you possess

I have you in the forefront... (continue reading)

What can I do when my back's against the wall?

I got unlimited minutes but don't have a friend to call

Enemies all around me and no sign of help in sight

You know what I do in those situations?

I stand my ground and fight?

I continue to love despite feeling hate

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Your body's dripping wet the bathroom's filled with steam

Girl you're the inspiration for my next wet dream

Fondling your frame with my eyes as you dry off

Aching to get my hands on your skin so soft

Finally you invite me in to put lotion on your back

My erect %#&@$! has been set to the mode of attack

Small kisses turns into nibbles and nibbles into bite

The faces you make as I proceed are such a glorious sight

My tongue is the brush and your body is my canvas

I paint my masterpiece... (continue reading)