Writing pass the Heart' Where feeling was never written

As I make love in you

Asking your Spirit, can I look over the side of your Soul, Amen

When I can see your desire, show me my face!

Could you tell me, what blood stream to your Heart? call me Royalty?

Holding every moment with your feeling as they shower me with a conversation

Telling the sounds that we make , each vein is a Love seat for poetry

 Where I wash your feet at the Artery

 Lining each cell to tell me your dreams, about me and you

The Greatest place A man can take his Women is God Presence

When I pull back the Soul off your Heart

Your Spirt said Virgin