A Date With Dakarai
A date with Dakarai
Our fingers intertwined
His tight grip leaves
My fragile hand throbbing
But I cherish the warmth
Of his touch
His eyes bore into my soul
But I know its for the best
I know he cares
And he's mines
For awhile
His silk coated voice
Slips through the air
Softly and barely audible
But those three words I hear
Rumbling like thunder
Thick with truth
Hot with passion
But it's just a date
For now
But I'll always remember
This date with Dakarai
Copyright © Destini Williams | Year Posted 2011
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