
You my man, my boo, my sheikh
The one I stand under, the one who’s protectin’me
You’re the sugar in my coffee
The sweet in my tea
Good to the last drop
Oh taste and see
You make my liver quiver
My knees buckle too
Oh how I love
How you do what you do
To me by just breathing a sigh
Of relief in my presence
So tellin’
So effervescent
No tellin’ the secrets between us
We be clinging too tough,
to the touch
Running from reality
Straight recovering
from my,
fantasy
dorothy’s page © 2018 Dorothy E. Young
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