i am your breathe of fresh air
always close but never on time.
the redness when you’re flustered ..
wha does that feel like ?
i am the vanilla and your shea butter
the sweetness of your taste in the midnight hours ..
the sounds and whimpers that escape your lips
i am everything and nothing
i am the thoughts you never think
but the thoughts you forever need.
i am only me
i am your Black Ink









