RestoraMan
Watched you as you wielded your hammer in reconstruction from the destruction that was before your eyes.
Every time I would feel you near, my heart would beat, beat, palpitate. Being in your presence I could not wait.
The consummate professional you always remained no matter how many hints and gems I dropped... you maintained restraint.
Sunset fell and I was hungry. Somehow this time you knew what I craved.
My my, you gifted me my favorite Jamaican cuisines. How thoughtful oh, how sweet. If you only knew what was in my dreams.
Being the lady of the home I escorted you out as properly as I could.
To my surprise, you grabbed my locs, pulled my head back, and laid that kiss upon me as if you too had been hungry for what we obviously been lacking.
We shouldn't, we should, we can't, we could ... we did but not that night.
Had to let it all sink in to make sure we will both sober in mind.
When you lay me down, we ain't coming up! Pack some more courage Dearheart and buckle up.
Tru Story
Ponder Qwan
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