The Way 🇰🇪

I am told that I write so beautifully
Then my mind must be disturbed, quite terribly
I write because my inside voice is never still
I write to taste life twice.. And to my fill
When it comes to you, my thoughts are seldom pure
I blame the look in your eyes when they set on me, it’s trouble that’s sure
You are all things wrong, but the only one that feels right
I want you to feel my fingers unclip your bra
I want to slide my hands up your skirt until my fingers and your lips are at par
I want to grip your throat while you grip from inside, so hot
I want you saying “we should not be doing this it’s not godly”
While you feel my pulse inches deep in your body

KJ 📖✍🏾🇰🇪