A Page from my Black Book: Deep Love

A Deep Love comes from saying I forgive and I forget, never to bring up old regrets, at the spark of a new threat. Yet, I live and I learn. I move and I groove. I choose to want you for you and only you, mind, body and soul. From your presence to your essence, its essential, that we cry together, lie together, ride together, just so that we can fly high together. A deep love comes from knowing the unknown, but being quiet and using actions to rewrite the wrongs. A deep love...run deep like the water beyond my own bloodline. A deep love is in actuality as deep as you make it. It can run skin deep.. to where you find yourself lusting for the physical....Or it can run so deep that I’m looking into your eyes and pass your ass but into your mass to where your molecules lay... So deep. so deep, that I know what... makes you moan, makes you groan, what tickles your feet, what makes you cold and how to warm you up, and what makes you crack that smile that I, love so much....A deep love, a sweet love....A I just wanna hug or maybe even a wet your pants in your sleep, love. A love that runs deeper than your split even when I hit kinda love. Now that’s that sh*t!... kinda love. ....Being that its you that I want the most, Love.... To this deep love,... is what I toast...Love.