my Man for a moment
Stolen moment... stolen sweet kisses, mesmerizing tinkling moments with your man.a cuddle of bliss, words so sweet I indulged in and owned him jst for a moment.
A forbidden fruit so sweet like Berries .soothing and thirst quenching like a watery pear, for a moment I owned him.
Sweat to sweat, with our hands clicked as one, bodies moving as one, saliva mixed as one we went deep and allowed ourself to drawn in the Sin we were committing.
Gently wrapped within his hands with my tiny hands in surrender to him.He said every word I needed to hear and for a moment he was my Man.
In my presence he layed off all his problems and said I love you as if he meant it, with his hands gently wiping off the tears that dripped off my face.
Tears of an overwhelming feeling I longed to own.
I tried pushing him away with the thought of you"1st lady"the chosen 1 in my mind, but I couldn’t.
The sweet morning phone calls, constant texting and daily check up’s and visits just had a way of convincing me that he loves me.
Don’t you dare blame me, I didn’t steal your man, he stole my heart.
Chased me and made sure his love never goes undeclared.
In those Stolen moments and stolen kisses, that’s how the stolen love begin.
(2013)
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