Tuesday, March 11, 2008

Your name upon my lips the sound
Your ear only love me hear
To kiss to caress my love you round
To be your favored air
To hold you to me tight
And love you no despair
Of your touch of my heart
Or while your eyes belie my care
To make love to you if I wish
Or run my fingers through your hair
Tizz a woman's prerogative
To do what she dare
Not just male obligation
To tend to his man care