Isn’t it wonderful to be feeling so content?
Isn’t it terrific that someone else cares of me?
Isn’t it magnificent to love and be loved?
After all, isn’t it the reason why we were born?
Such sweet romantic signals of love, I receive,
Not just vibes that are around for a short while.
How I wish that there were no fears,
And I lying on a softened ground, with my dear.
Oh, touch ma and feel me,
To explore and navigate!
Oh, listen of me and talk to me,
You woman of such a garden, of the heavenly gate.
At present, I feel as if that I need the power, money and strength,
To do what I personally would like to do,
To marry Carla: and that we both own: A two-story house,
With updated facilities and to create our own multi-million dollar business.
Ensure that our parents and properly provided,
To enable our time to be spent with our children.
Of course, that is the dream in most of us,
Yet, at times this dream ends up true.
But for me, there is a large percentage of me,
That would like me settled down, to grow my own family.
My sweetheart Carla says to me,
“That we can not predict our future”,
Well, at least we can assist ourselves to know,
What the short, medium and long-term future is.
As I smother my sweetheart with wet kisses,
Her skin, feeling so smooth… is rubbed against mine.
To embrace her with tender passionate movements,
Is like for me to bow graciously down, to someone from the monarch.
To water one’s mind of fluids of love,
Is like to watch closely into the bush as men hunt the turtledove.
To suckle on breasts those really turn you on,
Is like to watch little ducklings, waddle out of a pond.
To feel so close, as never before,
Is like you give all what you’ve got.
Empty hands and joined by others,
To confirm that gentle lovely feeling.
To be suppressed by a man who won’t let go,
To be tongued and licked from knee to toe,
To be gentle with no fear at all,
To be frightened that he may, one day leave.
No. No. Not at all. He would leave you!
No. No. He would never depart!
For if he did, he would commit the uncommitable sin,
For the ones that don’t know…that is suicide.
Free him from fear of insecurity,
Free him from any worries he has,
Be a wife of a husband, of his,
So he can respond by an attitude of a man.
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