Karen Jones Poet Rhyme

Love Language

Swahili sighs on blue bated breath
Soothing solitary soul of black
You hold my hand and play with my hair
Keeping kente anxiety back

Your caress and kiss curl my toes
Make me dream of being your wife
But in our hearts we already know
We are one joined by the Christ

Got a sweet tooth for a taste of you
And your caramel sugar daddy ways
You do things you know I love
You give me purple praise

You still leave up the toilet seat
In many ways you are the plumber
You fix most everything
What you can’t you find the thunder

Love is bringing me what I need
And asking me what I want
It’s singing laughing sharing
hearing all day all night long

It’s letting me love you
And kiss you on your neck
It’s knowing you need me too
Being so kind as to confess

Love language can change
But love for us will not
Making love in God’s name
Is what keeps us hot.

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Silent One September 24, 2023 at 12:37 PM ARe you from an African background? I see you mentioned Swahili or maybe the lover is... this is really sweet and romantic.. you write very well Karen... making love in God's name? Is that about spreading the gospel? Karen Jones September 24, 2023 at 12:46 PM I am Afro American so I am a melting pot of races but identify as black. God tells us to love each other. He knows my heart that I struggled after sexual assaults in life so that he sent an especially persistent caring person is a blessing. I know I am a sinner but I also know God places people for His reasons. We must learn to trust God even in our short comings. So while I am not claiming God told me to sin I do know he sent me an earth angel.