As a child brought up with parents who demonstrate the meaning of love.
Spoiled with kisses and hugs mom and dad provided more than enough
comfort and support.
I got older and became grown, but for a while I felt alone.
The lonely nights watching soap opera while sipping on patrone.
I have the gift of being romantic, I can set the tone.
I can set the mood with candles on the table.
Express myself, I want to but I’m not able.
I was almost starting to think true love was a fable
like how I think TV is overrated now so I don’t need cable.
I went to the supermarket and she came out of nowhere.
All I could do is stare but I am so afraid to come near.
The gold earrings on her ear, she like the finer things.
The box braids in her hair, the design was too unique.
The outfit that she wears, and the high heels on her feet.
It was like heaven was near, she looked like an angel with wings.
She passed by me and smiled,
but like a coward I got nervous and put my head down.
I was making up excuses saying there was people around,
just to keep myself from making a frown.
I’m trying to make the situation not as bad as it seems,
but if my friends were around, they would of mocked me.
Few hours later I’m home watching TV as usual until I get sleepy.
Now that same girl from the supermarket is now on top me.
My hands explores the beauitful curves while she’s riding me.
Kissing my neck while grabbing on to me
with the strength of a nine month pregnant lady.
Ironically, I’m screaming loud like a pregnant lady with labor pains.
This workout is so intense, our bodies covered with sweat and veins.
Then to show her who’s boss I picked her up and lean her against the wall.
Grab her ass for support, the vagina getting pounded by my balls.
Like shoulder pads to a dummy, my penis is driving the pussy.
She’s repeatedly saying “I love you daddy”
I say “I love you too honey”.
Just as I was about to erupt like a volcano,
I woke up my head spinning like a tornado
Disappointed that I woke up alone as I
look at the stains on the pillows and now I have to replace those.
Will I ever find love before I grow old