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At night we would watch the stars
And he would physically give me each and every one
I felt like cayenne pepper,red,hot,spicy
I felt Dizzy, Sonya, heaven, and Miles between my thighs
Better than love,we made delicious
He me had,had me he
He made me tongue tied
I could hear his rhythm in my thoughts
I was his sharp, his horn section
His boom and his bip
And he was my love

Excerpt from "Love Rain" by Jill Scott

What is it that you notice about a lovers body? I feel weird sometimes mentioning that I notice their hands. And shoulders. And waist. Its all gorgeous to me. The way they smile whether its naughty or sweet or content. Its the slight shudder when you nip their shoulder letting them know everything they're doing is just right. I don't know. Its about closing your eyes and only seeing their face, not having to imagine anyone or any vibrating thing else. Its the eskimo kisses and greeting the sunlight together. I don't want to feel embarrassed about what I've shared with someone else, or feel like I'm the only sentimental bitch around. I treasure those memories they multiplied that intensity for me. Seeing my exes happy makes me happy I'm not the jealous girl...ok not jealous much especially not over a guy. I just want everyone to be happy once that happens the worlds a better place. I miss the intimacies and the friendships but I don't miss the created drama or the insecurities. I miss seeing the shoulders in the morning. Miss the smiles. Miss the shared experiences. Miss our shared breath.

"Breathe You In" by Mia Carruthers

I am undone
A little rough around the edges
Hearing stories of the hours past
And the hour glass we raised
The one I tried to chase
We talk too much

A million words
Meaning nothing at all
Telling stories of nothing real
It's never how we feel
And they say time is how we heal

I can't see you can't breathe you in no
If I do I'd never leave again

Oh again I love the concrete
It's my city grass beneath my feet
And walks with strangers
Hundreds of years
My senior

It's not that I can relate
It's just the little things that make me hate
The age I am
And the way we are
And it all comes back to

I can't see you
I can't breathe you in no
If I do I'd never leave again

I can't see you no
I can't breathe you in
If I do I'd never leave again
Oh again
If I breathe you in