His Love

by iesha   Jul 6, 2008


I miss the way he kisses....
and tells me that he loves me
i love when he rubes my body like a piece that he wants to eat
when he hold me i feel like a baby
i cant stand when we are apart
his lips are so soft they feel like a baby's ass
his face is like a pillow i can asleep on it
his body is like my clothes...
it hugs me tight
his words are like a song fall in love with it
when i hear his voice its like a bird humming in a tree
his touch is like im getting a massage
his love is so beautiful
i just wasnt to make love to it
his smile is so beautiful
its like sundown at a beach
his voice lets me know that he still wants me and need me and misses me
when he tells me he loves me i just want to cry my eyes out
im great fully for him his love

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