The feeling of liberation,
Ignites my internal sensation,
To vocalize my dedication,
To my favorite temptation.
Baby have I been patient?
I’m asking & not debating,
Look what we’re creating,
Dancing in the dark, swaying,
I’m tryna be forreal, you’re just playing.
I’m just saying;
Of me, don’t be afraid.
Gently on my lap he laid,
Love in the air we sprayed,
For better days I prayed.
I can feel the wind blowing in,
Resisting feeding my sins,
Hermit mode, going within,
Are we true lovers or just friends?
But I swear, we could be so mature,
Confident in my ability, I’m sure,
Love Jones, the heart is pure,
You claim I’m sick & you’re the cure.
But at this time, the sand has passed,
Through the hour glass,
I can no longer last,
It was fun, I had a blast,
But this is the type of experience,
I’m leaving in the past.
