by Bee0526 Jun 7, 2008
category :
Love, romance /
sensual love
It is hot in the basement even with the fan on, I don't mind. As I lay there in just a t-shirt an the sweat runs down my leg. I close my eyes and I hear him. Speaking words that ignite a fire within me that i though was lost, he finds it. To say burn or fire is and understatement. Cause he dose not spit fire more like water and water being life. He ignites life within me. Life being cool and refreshing the heat in the basement cease to exist, it is now cool and refreshing. Given me water almost every night I'm never thirsty. Speaking life into my heart his words will never die. |