Imprint your finger prints on my skin, love me till you reach the bottom of the bin and come back around again.
Fill my soul with hope, fill my head with lies. I just want you to feel me. Hear me, rather it be sexually or casually.
I don't think you understand, like quick sand ive sunken and your love rose to high demand.
Kiss me and whisper in my ear sweet nothings, nothing compares to the feeling of us touching.
Engrave my soul with the love you behold.
Rather you have me wrapped around your finger or wrapped up in your sheets, please me.
Your words tease me with the idea of this being the ordinary. If this is temporary I want all I can get. This love hits harder than a fist. Our memories so impactful they'll probably leave a dent.
Honestly... can I vent? I believe you're heaven sent, your scent alone arose the woman in me.
Blossoming like a rose full of nourishment, coach me with your encouragement to reach pure fulfillment.
Claim me as yours as you tour my secret city, love me now and to infinity.
Taking in all my femininity wholeheartedly and sincerely, I can't help but to love you dearly...
- Donna
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PoetryA collection of poems and thoughts of a young black girl, expressing herself in a very open and honest way about her experiences and feelings.