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She wants a poem I offer passion to make her heart beat
She blows a kiss I send flowers to make her life more beautiful
She sends a smile I transport watts of funk to make her life joyful
 
Then her eyes looked me still and my lips found hers
I locked her eyes in mine and let my lips feel hers
I allow my hands to go from the crown of her hair to the sole of her feet
I explore the beauty she is and comb the paradise she always is
I savour the sensation of her body and dwell on the beauty of her mind
My lips take over from her my hands, and then the two work in tandem
My lips, my fingers, then my lips and my fingers.
I feel her softness then press into her sweetness
I peep into her softness and devour her sensuousness.
I see the beauty I always dream of; and also feel the love that is beautiful
I touch the bosom that makes me warm, and then warm the bosom I love.
 
In my ear the drums of her laughter sound so loud and near
She is happy and I want her happiness to grow
I make her come close to my body, and closer in my heart
I want to make her feel loved and loved till she bid the cosmos farewell
I will be on the other side loving her as I do now
She wants a poem but gets the sweetest love of her life
She blows a kiss and I kiss the breath off her lungs until she breathes me.
She is sensational and full of rage
The rage to love and be loved is her trademark