His Love - I'M a 7
Like a gentle poem, he whispers against my skin
Loving, warming thoughts of hopeful expressions
Making me feel alive again, filled up within
The yearnings for his touch actually chastens
Touching me with scents of jasmines
Piercing my skin with a sense of pure affections
Awakening the joy inside that always destines
I’m a 7
Birthday: 11-20-1965
Copyright © Regina Mcintosh | Year Posted 2014
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