The Gift
Listen carefully lovely ladybecause what this iscould never be declared as a letter of love, but it iscertainly about getting a better over-standing ofwhat this love really is.And if the past is history and the future remains a mysterythen what is the present is truly a gift.A gift that allows me all possibility to speak ofyour beauty or the curves descended bythe royalty of your nationality,As what I crave is the cradle of your black bosomand burn gussom while vivid imaginations playstations of us in the different positions I envisionand this gift is yours so it remains your decisionbut what of the real love you would wish on the one whoswept you away and was still there to catch you as you fall,Because as sweet as the lies were the doubt shouldn'tmatter at all, as all this is true,fiction to all but me until you'll take enough time to seemy gift to you is a vision,a vision of what could be our reality.