King? Godly!
You make me betray everything about me. I am the perfect storm, gorgeous, smart, whitty and a force to be reckoned with, when angered. You have the ability to ignite and extinguish me in one action. You make me, you've made me, question the limits on love, and reality. You taught me love has no limits. Your love terrifies me, there is fear in this love. I know what love shouldn't be, what is, and can be. I know it can latch on, hold tight, as you slowly descend. I'm scared of what I wouldn't do to prove it, to have it, to feel it, to feel you. I know better, I know I'd never hurt you, hurt your love, hurt what you love, hurt who you love, but I also know, I can't control this love.
Ebony, with an Ivory smile. God understood the assignment with you, He didn't substitute, skimp, save or leave anything on the table. The chocolate that drowns you, that surrounds you, that engulfs you, can not be described as perfection, but only as Godly. Men in my opinion, can only be described as beautiful under certain circumstances, it exudes from them, it shines through their smile, reflects in their skin and transfers in their touch. Beautiful in a man, is not only visual, it's an aurora, it's magnetic, it homes in the eyes, and attracts the soul. This is not an attainable trait, this is a gift you're born with. You may wonder how you attract people, the beauty that escapes you, pulls one in, and I'm your leech.
This is not an ordinary love, it's not one that can be swayed or turned off. It has never ceased to exist, and has always picked up where it left off. It makes you want to be that fly on the wall, to watch you navigate the world and your space, to watch you do nothing more, than breath. This love is heavy, leaves no room for doubt, I wish would creep in. It overwhelms, its intensity requires breaks, or else would consume me, my thoughts would eat me. It makes you understand how, and when, it all can be put on the line, but somewhere in it, it holds fault. Cause it shouldn't exist, how can you love and yet hold so tightly to another's love, it not only clouds judgment, but it removes any ability to hold oneself accountable.
The submission you command in me, lets me know that it can never be forced out, by anyone, who does not deserve it. It’s second nature, the inner you, calls out to me, and baby I cum. I will walk the soles of my feet raw, to trail in your footsteps. I will drink the sweat off your brow, while you work, to make me understand how no man can ever know my body the way you do. Your masculinity doesn't need to be asserted, it's in every ounce of your being, it's understood. No one should command so much attention unknowingly.
The minute my eyes see your smile, and my lips taste your skin, I'm there, nothing else can live in that moment, but you. The pull is more than my heart could ever resist. I'm breathing your air baby, I breathe you. My heart has begun to function in lieu of my brain, and my body begins to rain. I'm fighting a full out storm, between my thighs. And to you this may be a complete turn on, but my body has betrayed me, to please you. When I tell myself, I don't want this, I don't want you, it reminds me how much your love fuels my heart. It reminds me, I'll never love like this, and feel this much pleasure in one man, and then I'm yours all over again. All I need is you inside my body, for you to fill up the space that fits you so perfectly. Slide into what you created, into who desires you most. I want the flashing under my eyelids, your tender touch, your lips all over my body and your love, so deep inside mine, it erases all common sense.
Regrets, not in this world, not with you, never with you.