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Desire

The thought of you keeps my desire running deep for just one drop of you,
With one kiss brings a vision of the man I see, you,
Along side of me,
Together,
Hand in hand locked as I become overly influenced through your energy ,
Walking off into a fire of passion,
Dreaming of being able to twirl a curl or two in your well picked fro,
In hopes of possibly being in sight of your thoughts gradually forming,
While each strand I feel on my finger becomes a strand that represents the man that I see,
The strands themselves represent the potential that you hold but have yet to recognize,
As I feel your rushing flesh,
I'm flipping through the pages of your story,
And flip by flip begin to understand where your soul sits,
I see your smile through this dark lit room and become aware that there's hope,
Not solely for us,
But hope for you and your destiny,
It's an honor to acquire all of what I know of you,
As it makes my melanin glow,
You have already arrived to your destined destination King,
Without even reaching it yet,
Watch as your empire grows in depth as for my love for you will reign over entirely