In my loving bed I am her,I am she,
She who is empowered,who inbetween her legs lies the power,
The power to manifest,bring the birds to my nest and offer me a sweet escape from my rent that’s due,
My bills get paid though,he offers to pay them well before the night is through.
In my loving bed I am loved,lied to and made love to,
My taboos are unleashed and we become free,
But as soon as he leaves his scent makes me nauseated,Im terrified of the dark as they call out my demons,
Im afraid to be alone and its sad that my sweetness,wetness is temporary for Im left dry,unwanted
My plane had landed with no destination..
My sheets are stained and no help to clean it..
Inspired by Spike Lee’s she’s got to have it.
By the stroke of your hand on my skin,
The scent of morning coffee,butter cookies,
The Mystery of the night,the way they light a millions gallaxies so bright,
Inspired by the scent of your body,the filling up of my nostrils as you hold me,
The way you whisper my name,
The way you love me all the same,even when there is nothing to be gained,
But my time and love,
Our love inspires me
Tonight in this moon,
I recall the earthy scent of his perfume,the taste of leaves beneath his tongue,
In this moon,I recall walks, talks and spontaneous kisses,
Ahh that memory my heart misses,but my mind knows better than to be stuck here in nostalgia.
But tonight I remember that time when we were together,
Smoked weed in the darkness,spoke downright madness,
Trespassed inhibitions and danced in the twilight of the morning,
In that moonlight night
Life enrolled like a movie that I led,a wild book that I read,
In this moonlight these thoughts play in my head
Appreciate this moment,
For just as sure as the sun bids farewell to the day and welcomes the night,
So is this life,
The seasons ever changing,
Pages keep turning
Drawing closer to an end,
So,enjoy the now
For you will never have this moment again.