Of all those feelings, can I be this one

Of all those feelings

Can I be this one 
When love is Acappella

 I don’t need to hear a song

 To tell you I love you
Before there is a sound

to call you a lyric,

I can taste you before I can touch These accomplishment behind your touches to adopt all my desire 

There is only one place to live

 I choose your spirit
Because the heart do not pump fast enough to tell you what I fill
May I have this time interview with your feeling?
Just to fill what they fill, my time can’t wait to picture this moment
This right to tell each cry, I’m your water
This right to tell her orgasm, before it can excite, I the climax to intense the body
This right to tell her lips, when there other parts to kiss
Don’t be jealously; there is a time for noise
This right to tell her desire, there knows need for a request
Everything she need is hear, as I touch her like a prayer

 I can’t sleep
Where there time to just hold her and tell her

Why this is more then just feeling
As I hold her and cry

Would you believe, I can be this one

October 6 2010
By Fredrick Pennix aka Praiser the Show-off Worshiper