I can’t wait to dance
To slowly glide my hands
Up the front of your dark pants
To lock you in with a trance
As you watch me prance
Seduced by the glance
Call him my “Old Mans”.
Because he’s so mundane and hardcore
Divine Masculine
Feminine pure
Into my world,
He had to be sure
Knowing he would have to release the past
& Oh man, for sure.
I would love to continue to grow
To allow things into our life
That natural flow
Carrying your child
That natural glow
Told me to hold on,
I’m never letting go.
