__________by taylormadepoet
To new heights every single day…..
That’s where you send me….
You send me through a range of emotions hot/cold/angry/happy/sad/bitter/jealous….. yeah I said it jealous
You make me wonder why in hell… do I stay…
When I know in my heart of hearts that I can’t possibly leave….
Where would I go?
Off into the sunset to learn another one?
No… I think not.
So…. I allow you to… send me….
You send me…..
Drifting through the clouds in search of a rainbow….
In search of a new glow….
Cause baby last night I glowed like a firefly caught in a little girls jar in the middle of July….
I dripped with the milky white effects from your touch on last night….
I dripped to the point that I thought I would float away…. Being caught in the drift & wave which is you.
You send me……
Flying through the sky on a red hot beam of….
Why did She do what She did to me this time?
Why did She make my heart rate race this time?
Why did She totally and utterly act…. THAT WAY this time?
(but then you also make me….)
What was it She did again, this time….
Damn She smiled at me…
Touched my knee….
Kissed my neck
Licked my breast…
Put the tip of her tongue on the outer edge of my ear…… oh wee!
Ummm… what was I talking about again?
Could it have been….
How good it feels when She….
Brushes those full soft kingdom come lips over my ready & willing flesh?
Could it have been….
How good it feels when She….
Lightly, slightly grazes her fingers centimeters from my (ms. Ann) until I’m damn near wet?
Could it have been…..
How good it feels when she….
For what seems to take hours, align her womanhood over that which is my womanhood &dances there w/skill?
Could it have been….
How good it feels when She….
After making my voice hit window breaking octaves, leave me feeling replenished/filled?
What exactly was I talking about?
Oh well… what ever it was I’m sure I spoke of the way that woman does send me…..
Over and over again…
New places
She sends me
New levels
She sends me
Conversations that make me stop and look at her like DAMN, you’re deep…
(like when She compared my love of music to my love of God, it’s a praise thang… melodious & pure, She said that!)
oh how She sends me!
Like when out of the clear blue sky She, in the middle of a crowded sidewalk… broke into song because I gazed into her eyes, and softly said… “I love you”
Did I mention that thang that She does with the tip of her tongue on my outer ear????
She sends me….
Over and over…
New days I’m sent.
I’m spent loving the way She sends me.
