Lost is how I feel when I have given you my all Lost is the way when you can not find your way home Lost is the word for when I look at you Lost is the tears I can not cry for you. Lost is the words that I can not say to you Lost is how I feel ,now that you are gone. Lost is how I feel when you gave yourself to someone else.
Professor X was my English teacher she ruled her classroom with a iron fist but I ruled her bedroom with my tongue trick, her moan send chills down my spine ,she has a mind that cultivated me ,and a body I wanted to devour. I was in love with this woman yet I could never have her ,she belong to another someone else was touching her ,tastings her , fucking her. Dame that Professor X had me mind ,body ,and soul.
As far above the clouds that I can see I know you watching over me. As sure as the winds blow ,I know you watching over me. Till the day I see your face again you watching over me as sure as the season know who to change you watching over me. As day turn to night you watching over me what ever you do keep watching over me.....
Don't put me in a box I wear no labels I'M me theirs no need to define me. Just no I am me Society wonts to put labels on everything and everyone you won't do that to me. I don't label myself and I don't let others label me . People often ask what are you lesbian , bisexual, straight ? I say I'M whatever I want to be on any given day depending on how the wind blows (Laughing out Loud ) again I'M just me . The morel of this poem is stop labeling people stop judging people while you asking me who I am look in the mirror who are you???.
As I sit and stare at the blue and grey shy listening to Coltrane "Blue Train" my soul feels at peace. There something so peaceful about music with no words its take you to euphoria. Dark skies and lonely nights with a glass of brandy makes it seem all right.
It sets the mood for my lover and me to make a move lights, camera, action and we begin to play.
Love fills the air, sex fills the room. Dame I thought someone was here.
The glow from your skin melts my heart from within. The taste from your lips makes my pussy pulsate. The smell of your hair arouses me everywhere. The warmth of your tongue makes my pussy comes. The light in your makes me see no harm. You are truly the apple of my eye and the core to my spine.
My paradise is opened and wet waiting on your tongue to come in. You set my soul on fire your tongue is the key to my soul. When you spell your name on my clitoris I know that this is it. My pain becomes your pleasure I am yours , you are mine we become one .
The power of your cunnilingus control my body and my soul as night turns into day I have too leave for my husband may wonder where I have been.