At Our First Date
At our first date,
I saw her as the only comforter
To my soul that's craving for true love
& then undressed my mind & soul & heart
to bath in her anointed river of love
My heart squinted into hers
as it opened up the door of my mouth
to say out all the romantic words
I been keeping for the one I truly desire
Gently, my right hand rolled on her face
as I moustached her lips
& smoothly rubbed my left hand on her thigh
so that my touches can alarm her heart from sleep
and become the employee to my love
with salary worth staying long
©Cheto
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