Frustrated beyond her capacity, I kiss over her tears to put the joy back into her heart: I’m available to my woman
I take off her shoes, offering her my silence, because I know she wants to vent: I know my woman.
The relaxation on her face as I bathe her. I love this woman.
As lotion her back with Shea butter, she flinched when my lips brush against her shoulder: I know how to move my woman
I kiss the back of her neck down to her spine. She holds my hand: I know how to put a smile on her face
I usher her into my arms to sit on my lap: I know when to take control.
I whisper a sweet and sexy something’s into her ear: I have her love manual
I cover her hand in soft kisses:: She knows when I’m expressing my appreciation for her
When I look her deeply into the eyes before I kiss: She knows how much I love her.