Friday, November 19, 2010

One of My Throwbacks.....Called Lover's Express ...just had to revisit it

Lover's Express
 
 
Two lovers are us ..
.People say you dont know love...that im too young...
pops like look son...
I take from it but don't listen, This love or feeling reticulates our physical n spiritual temples...
thats why us together is just bomb,detrimental to world...
cause they envy we... but in way seem to relish seee...hmmm..

Baby,its all about you, hoped you notice my actions speaking volumes through the speakers of my heart
as you lay on my chest and close your eyes, they depict visions of our art.. 
called love..
on display..see the galleries on facebook dont even share the reailty.
hugs,kisses,and laughs to comfort you,late night talks just to listen to, 
tears of every emotion cause i couldn't no...
wouldn't imagine life without you...

Secret sexcapades to excite you,in and out you....
with each stroke drilling passion,as you engulf me raw, like hip hop in its early stages, 
so you feel me, and i feel your walls of jericho, 
which cum tumbling down into a midst of ecstasy,
pure in natural form freely,Renewing us as i clapse you in my arms after we release....

Its all about you, you disagreeing only to agree,
that its all about you, no me too,..haha..
cause we are each others,to cherish,
this is why i feel this is love, cause if you leave i stop breathing,
meaning the pain will collapse my lungs,till the world turns grey,
dying internally i would be statue...

Seems like our generation doesnt want the love n respect that the past did
long lasting,so they just tap dance around it.....
dude ask woman does she have man she say yes he say so,
vice verse rolls switch women too you already know...
i think they are stuck in this era, 
when time has multiple eras just to learn from, 
so view their error, 
they are stuck in the wrong one, 
this maybe why when they do enter relationships its with the wrong one,
Lust verses love,
their choosing the wrong one,

Times have changed and Miss i approach you with ole school formula called "tolerance" , 
which plenty seem to lack 
,but tweaked cause I am a new school breed,
 but I have the heart of the ole school Reeves, 
different this time around and never quick to give up...
i love to hate to hate to love this relationship ... 

Our future so sweet i can taste them in my dreams..
When we get married we will live happily..
cause we are in to deep on this track of the lover's express... 

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