Perceptions of Love (Part 1)

For clarity let me clarify what you see in my eyes is not what you desire.

The fire in my eyes and my thighs lets ur size rise but my love is not for you.

My love is for the other brother who introduced me to his mother and his blood sister and brothers.

Turn this wild child into mild and separate the Bonnie from the Clyde.

You see he gets me, lets me be me, takes me, holds me, consoles me, knows when to control me.

Passion sparks reaction, equal action and wild attraction.

Friction no!

No time for correction or critiquing ma diction, in no way fiction.

You see this brother's real, surreal, throbbing steel.

Take my love and make it urs. Take ur hand and guide the oars faraway from the shores. [TO BE CONTINUED]