Lust
He stood 6 ft tall
About 250lbs of pure perfection
The sun shined down on his freshly shaven head
and mocha brown eyes were accompanied with those full, sexy lips
And looking down at the size of his....shoes
I could tell he was my kind of guy
And I knew from that moment on that
Ladies, I wanted to fuck him...
Like
It's been over 3 months since then
and I look at the same man but its all seems so different like
now i know that his favorite movie is Matrix and
he secretly has a fear of little mice
and how he's ticklish under his left arm but not the right.
I love the way his nose wrinkles when he laughs
and when he cries only one tear seems to fall down the side of his cheek.
Yeah Yeah I know how it sounds but from the looks of it
I really think I could fall for him..
Love
Well now 2 years have gone by and he is getting on my last nerve!!!
He doesn't wash dishes
and he leaves his clothes all over the floor
He never makes the bed
and I swear if I find one more toe nail on my kitchen table
I will kill him...
He changes the channel when Im watching tv
and never seems to listen up when I speak
He drools on my silk pillows
and can never seem to put down the toilet seat
But everytime I feel like im down to my last hair...
I just remember staring into those mocha brown eyes and
seeing the one tear that falls down his cheek when he'd cry.
How his nose wrinkles when he laughs that he's ticklish under his left arm but never the right.
And I realize to myself that I have grown to love this man
From his finesse to his many...many flaws
his six pack abs down to his baggy saggy drawers.
And yes If I had the chance to repeat
I would do it all again
Because he is me and yes I am him
My baby, Our Love and My Everything.
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