To touch him,hold him tight. To smell him, feel him through the night. Tasting, teasing, pleasing him. wide open wide, keeps me high. Wide open wide, Ooh, as he pushes, deep, in between my thighs. Steadily I climb high, and higher,slipping and sliding into ecstasy arms. Guiding me in the direction of pure expression....Love. Pouring out, falling out, busting out, love flows from me freely like water. Flows from me to he, completely. Covering him,smothering him,engulfing him.He’s drowning.In my substance..In my affection.. In my attention..In My madness.Never asking any questions. Never looking back.Never second guessing..self. Always falling head first.Caught up. Every thing’s *****d up.Sad.Mad.Lonley.Hurt.When will the generational curse be broken?The learned,unlearned?All this for what?For.. all of him for the price of me.