Kindred Spirits
To be lascivious can be catastrophic
To be in love is bona fide
I praise you Mecca, your meek
and that about your personality I adore
Without you I feel the lacerations
Spears, piercing my heart
Attacking my spirit, my outgoing ways
In your presence I am shifted to a fantasy world
My heart skips a beat, my skin melts
My involvement in you is not superficial
Your every movement is addictive and influential
Your body is my drug and I need rehabilitation
Come here dear
and this love will evolve with multiple stimulation
Now what I have to say may not come as a surprise
Your what I want, what I desire
Unfaithful, never.
It's for only you in which I strive for
......:JP]
Copyright © Jared Pickett | Year Posted 2009
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