Wake Me Up, Beloved
Woke-up still sleeping,
Dreaming of needs
Thinking my heart is free,
Feeling of survival
Completion of my title…
Revelations of me,
Strong on most days
Still so much I can’t say,
Missing element, my flame
I’m waiting to portray
To paint the perfect picture,
To elicit the depth of my passion…
Vigor of my needs
To release in her arms
To hear her calm my storms
Betwixt the softness of my legs
Laying amongst my breasts
In the fervor of deep conversations
Needing that electric fire
To feed my hungry desires
In relentless guidance
In the moonlight rising the highest,
Magnetic vibrations can’t withstand distance
To be touched by the warmth of her fingers
Kissed by her lips creases
Safe in the oasis of her presence…
Battling alone
Hoping to come home,
Wake me up, beloved
I have needs…
There’s a part me missing,
To cease the friction
When the truth outshine doubters,
Don’t want her to be my savior
Only to sit at each other’s table
Feasting of the works of our labor,
When I think of what I need
You’re the missing piece…
Wake me up from dreaming,
The day you add to my completion…
Hello December!!! 💜💋🙏🏾♐️ #wakemeupbeloved
Art by Kymistry @kymberly1985
Words written and copyrighted by Shana A. ©️