Morning Love
I leave my thoughts of insecurities on your chest where I laid my head last night. With the morning light, unsureties of love, impurities of hate, no longer domain the frame of my brain nor the hole left in my soul from past pains of yesterday. Today I awake to the scent of your presence. Surround myself with the essence of your cologne and pheromones let off by honeycombs. You are my Morning Love.... Underhiswings7
Peeking from behind the lids of darkness that keeps me safe from the night before, each new morning brings me much more hope then the previous mornings that was before. What a morning to be loved?! Left with all of the pheromones, squirming, talking, lip pecking, thought collecting, enlightened segments, entangled like worms, from my dreams, hoping she would catch the scents with her brains and keep me under her wings, . Not a worry in the world, I don't leave her any pain, nor shame, I leave her with a humble mind frame, to help me accomplish righteous things, not to be seen, but to anoint from behind the scenes. You're my Morning Love. Qadar Dwon'
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:) Very beautiful, ahch.
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Toda raba...
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The meeting of the soul :)
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How did I miss this one? This is solid work inspired by a befitting muse. Well, done, my brotha!
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