joshua coleman - Her

As I wake from the sleep within,
I hear the soft voice,
I smell the perfume,
I see the beautiful long Black silky hair longing to be tainted with the gift of touch,
I feel the lips brush across my cheek,
I notice the beautiful green eyes that glisten with the lust for love,
Could it be?

As I lay with her next to me, my life is never going to be the same,
I feel her soft hair,
Her skin against mine,
It's Her.
Live Life
Love Life

joshua coleman

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