Reflections of My Soul
By Cheryse Newsome
Reflections of Love…
Wanna Lay with Me?
Can we…just lay here?
Not a care in the world, just me and you?
Body parts intertwined…
Remember how we used to do?
Yeah, just like that…still wet and sticky from last night’s rendezvous… smelling of love and sex
Can we…just for a moment…
Act like it’s 2005 again…when things were still fresh and new…
Nervous of what “could be”…but not too afraid to act on chance
Wanna lay with me?
I promise you’ll never be the same afterwards
No TV…no distractions…just Luther singing…candles burning and me moaning
I miss that…
Brown skin against my brown skin…
Shit…that Irie song was hot…
I wanna lay with you… like we used to do…
Saturdays devoted to us…doing couple’s things…but the day always started with US
Just laying…talking…laughing…sexing…laying
Wanna lay with me? R U 2 afraid to reminisce? Can’t you see it? Feel it?
It never died…we just lost sight of it
I wanna lay with you again…
Wine tasting…body aching, laying
I want to live with you…my soul longs, R&B songs…living
I want to share with you…
Family…hurts released…peace, sharing
I wanna lay with you…
Wanna lay with me? Powerful Eyes
They pierce me
As he stares through my soul…round, brown objects that can make me melt
Those powerful eyes; how he overtakes my body…more powerful than words
Stronger than muscles…yet he makes me shiver with one blink
How I’m hypnotized…whispering softly in my ear as he reads my inner most
“How I Contemplated....” how I contemplated, I miss him so much, He’s the only one to show me love. He’s is my first love, my first everything. I wish i could tell someone, but who really cares to listen. I hate
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