Are You Ready?
Are you ready to love life, to enjoy life, to laugh, to listen, to learn,
to live, to commit to long-term happiness?
Are you ready to share with me your thoughts, your needs, your
likes and dislikes, your hopes, dreams, and aspirations, your joy,
your pain, your life?
Are you ready to be my best friend, partner, and soul-mate, the one
I choose to build our private world with, a world we will
completely, and thoroughly enjoy together?
Are you ready to raise your level of consciousness, to think for self,
to create opportunities for self, to love self, and as a result love
those that look like you, your people?
Are you ready to constantly evolve as a person whose mission to
improve never ends, to be one who does not allow envy, greed,
money, family, or friends to disrupt our attempt to enjoy an
infinite existence together?
Are you ready to express your feelings, your independence, your full
potential as a woman without my feeling threatened or
intimidated, but impressed, proud, and honored, feeling
privileged to have the opportunity to be that special person in
Are you ready to feel the freedom of knowing there is no other that
can give me what you have, what you feel, what I feel when I
think about you, when I see you, when I'm near you?
Are you ready to accept the fact that your are all I need, all I want,
all I live for, because without you, WE don't exist, I don't exist,
life itself does not exist?
Are you ready for commitment, hugs and cuddling, kisses and
candlelight, bubble baths, romancing, slow dancing, surprises,
and spontaneous trips to the movies, the park or a play, to the
zoo, or on a cruise?
Are you ready to be held, comforted, touched in the right places, to
be made to feel wanted, needed and appreciated, never lonely,
and never taken for granted?
Are you ready for me to look at you and feel totally protected
against any and all that try to threaten our relationship, to be
into you mentally and physically, holding and caressing you,
inside and out?
Are you ready for that "Blind" love thang, that "Forever Mine" love
thang, that "Gentle and Kind 'cause you so Fine" love thang?
Are you ready to feel the Fire, the Intense Passion and Heat, The
Shakes, The Earthquakes, and that ultimate feeling leading up
to the "Final Climax" that makes Us Both "Wanna' Holla,"
feelings all associated with true, intimate, Lovemaking?
Finally, Are you ready to wake up next to me, and with consistency
continue to see me, yes . . . me?
To All These Things, If You Agree, Then Yes . . .
Yes, I Too Am Ready.
On the first date I would tell the gurl to come to my house. We will have dinner by candle light w/ our own personal chef who would cook anything she wants. After dinner I would have rose pedals leading to the bathroom and into the bathtub. We would take a nice hot bath and if shes not up to that then we will go straight to the massage. I would have a massage table laid out w/ the best oils. I would give her the best massage she ever had.After that we will go to my special spot and watch sun rise.
As in life I shop until I find you, the perfect peach...
It is in my mind to find you, perfectly.
Perfectly sweet, perfectly soft, perfectly sticky, perfectly juicy…
As in life the perfect peach is one in a million or billion but perfectly I find you
Smooth, soft and firm, the scent wafting into my senses, wanting to bite you now!
Patience is the key, for the perfect peach as you see I want it for me
All me, by myself… I am selfish like that.
To myself I have found that perfect peach, pleasant and pleased I can’t wait to take that first bite of you.
Gently bathing, caressing carefully as not to bruise my peach, she is delicate
The aroma of my peach filling the room with the sweetness of purity
The time draws near for me to take a taste of my peach
Anticipation grows in leaps and bounds
The first inhale makes me dizzy with pleasure, I know this is the right peach…
The first tongue, extends hesitantly but sure, for the taste is too good to be true
A gentle nibble, a temperate bite unleashes more juice than I can lap up
It flows freely and I am lost in it, is it real, can this peach be this true
Sweetness rolls down the corners of my mouth and chin as my peach provides me with ultimate pleasure and I do the same for it
The sweetness, the sweet stickiness, the sweet warm stickiness is mine
The rush of you, my peach, is almost too much to hold in one hand
My knees buckle from the essence I have ingested, inebriating my perception
Reducing my world to you, my perfect, my pure, my sweet, my sticky peach