SOUL LOST
Lying next to him…
While thinking ‘bout you
What am I going to do ?
He kisses me…
I taste you
He touches me …
I feel your warmth
A wicked tempation…
Only 21, a very young lover
With me old enough to be your mother
Dreams of you and me keep swirling…whirling
My mind floods with unpure thoughts
Is it too late to turn back ?
Or is my soul already lost ?
Your eyes do something to me
Like black magic… or voodoo
I crave to feel you inside me
With each hard thrust….
Turning back time & erasing memories
Wish the universe could stand still
For just ONE sweet day….and look the other way
~ Akilah Nov 2005 ~