The tree!!
How do I
stop myself from craving you , needing u n wanting you like this , obsessed my
friend says bt I cld care less about wat she thinks of my deep yerning of you ,
you got me thinking about your tree…everytime you come around, I visit heaven
bliss for a minute even though I don’t knw what heaven bliss looks or taste
like , bt I bet its like this ..this …me
n & you bliss…how do I stop myself from losing control of my emotions,
in I breathe n out as you place n press
your hand on my hand like ur unifying me into you, mmmm…I sign as you introduce
your tree into my temple , ….this is beyond the definition of words …,…you move
like a snake as you make your way down to my closed doors , touching n kissing
me slowly as I mumble your name in pure bliss …, I have never said OOHH shit
soo much in my life …,n mean it in a good way,
How do I
stop myself from feeling like a kid who throws a fit if she cant get what she
wants , I want you n there’s no second guessing about that …, you make me melt
in my own flesh as you put your hands around my waist n push me back n forward
into your tree…, that big strong tree that seems to make me forget about
everything and want you more n more ….., our connection it’s a beautiful
surprise to our lost souls , as it makes us belong …..to this me & you,
damn ….i thot I was a feminist until you introduced me to your tree ….,its like
my secret addiction as i feel renewed as we tongue talk n embrace each ada in our natural clothes , how do I stop myself
from thinking about u and how we washed each adas sins away with our eye conversation ….,
How do i
stop myself from craving you and needing you like this ….as I feel like a junky
who just needs that one puff of pot n they ll be good to go …, you put me on
another zone and I have got u cross
questioning ur life plans , as nun of us planned for this to get this far ….yet
we find ourselves drawn to each ada like magnets , you call out my name as I
norish your tree with my lips …n weaken your defences and your walls come crashing down ….as you
realise that every soul is different ….and I have every intention of sticking
around ….n build this …this you n me bliss, …..bt little did I know you would
sing a different tune’,
Bittersweet ….., as this whole thing now feels like
pleasure and pain bottled up in one
motion , as the wind changes direction in your mind and your true colours over
shadow this me & you….bliss , how do I stop myself from needing and wanting
you in my life as I ve gotten fond of the tree ,… , I wish reality could have
stayed away a little bit longer ….., or I could hv woken up from my dream but
you were so good with your hands, n I guess I indulged way too much…, the
question still stands how do I stop myself from wanting you ….when every bone in me still
yerns for you,…., you hold me close to ur chest for one last time as we both
know that we will never c each ada again …,I hv no tears as I knew dis would
end like this…’…but I secretly smile to myself as i think about the tree….,
damn…
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