I love my love
Pone so sweet on my lips
after he kisses me so sweetly
so juicy
he makes great love to me
every chance we get
we make love like the world is on fire
our love for each other
is an flame that cannot be quenched
our love has been going strong
for four years young now
it is gorgeous the way we love
so sweet and tasty the way we love
we are so in love
my love
is unconditional
he is so damn good to me
Damn, I love my boo thing
so damn good loving
About the Creator
Angelina F. Thomas
I am a very beautiful mother of mixed daughters with expensive taste. I hope and pray to my Abba father that my wishful thinking and my ability to dream huge truly pays off. So be it. Amen.
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Dear mother dearest.
Dear mom, I have been angry at you for a long time. My anger stems from being taken away from you, and remembering how mean you can get. It hurt my feelings when you screamed at me that you wish you never birthed me and you felt like I was a mistake and got on your nerves. I am sorry that you feel that way. There was a significant reason why I prayed to my higher power at five years of age and never was exposed to religion at the time or there being such thing as the higher power. I am hurting and have been for years, and at thirty five years of age at 35 years young I am more healed than you know from just doing me, so don't you dare try to tell me how to do me, I am not a child any more.
By Angelina F. Thomas4 years ago in Poets
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