My Man
I just love the way he holds me after a long hard day at work.
He's thick, white and Built just right!
Ok, I might have a little Jungle Fever alright.
But,who are you to judge me?
No Brother can do what he can.
I'll be the first sister to say "That's right he's my Man!"
When I lay with him I feel so secured.
He hugs,warms,consoles and adores me.
When was the last time you rubbed your woman's back?
I thought so! It didn't cross your mind that,
this Handsome White Fella got Your Woman this time.
See with him I'm not afraid to let go.
With him I can be stripped of all my inhibitions.
With him I'm not ashamed.
Because he knows just what to do
And he does it over and over again.
He waits on me hand and foot.
Caresses ever part of my body, and watches me
While I look drift and sway in his love.
When the time is right,
he let's his warm, tantalizing stream flow all over my body.
Steady,flowing passionate Rub.
To Heck with Ya'll Brothers!I LOVE MY BATH TUB!
Copyright © Patricia Nicholas | Year Posted 2009
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