Caramel Brotha...from Anotha time

Note: About my ex boyfriend-

Thinking of you got me going what the fuck, but I'm stuck
Missing what we had, but then I remember the bad
things you did to me and the saddening times I lived through
due to you.

Yet I think of you

I dream of you, in between my thighs, as my temp rises, I'm so high off you. Makin love to  you takes me to the skies. I know you feel it too as you say I turn you on, well cmon daddy-Papi, let's do this. Let's make these dreams a reality!

But wait...you have a ring on your left hand...so my hand moves away from your delicious body. I gotta go, as I am not the weakened woman I used to be.

But no one will ever be with you, do the things to you like me.

This is torturing me! I crave you, you crave me, this is insanity!

So all this brings me to the conclusion that our desired and anticipated reunion needs to be an illusion. No more confusion. Our fusion cannot happen, unless we both have no tied ends. So until then....


We just have to keep dreaming...