She sits on my beard the sweet oder of perfume tickling my
nose the sent of her skin bringing me back to her in my mind
breasts so smooth and soft sweet the savor of her sent keeping
her with me through the day from the mourning love we shared
she is in my beard dancing through my mind driving me wild
with passion i lust for her body to be next to mine she helps
to drive me keeping me taking me to a place that only she can
it's why i do what i do my life is for her love and her love
for my life like the earth she sustains me her breast my santuary
my strong hold she is where i feel safe she is half of my heart
she is my woman
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