Letter to my vixen
To the one I want to love,
At first I was struggling to get this one started
I tried to write down some real creative shit but I constantly restarted
I thought “hmm this line looks good but sounds retarded” then it got discarded
Then I realized that I was using my mind and my heart was being disregarded
So im going to stop thinking and just let this one write itself….
I never knew I would actually write this because the struggle to bring oneself
To a point where you need to speak up is a hard task,
Like ive practiced telling you in person but I thought this letter would have more class
Don’t ask me how I got to this conclusion because im still in a state of confusion
Im confused as to why you want him and not me?!
Not only have I showed you what we could be but You and I both know I am better than He
He who claims he wants you but treats you like a trinket
You say you love him but then listen to silence fill the air along with crickets
Ok maybe im going a bit far but im willing to go as far as I need to, to reach you
You deserve better and better am I. Yet you stay with him, I still wonder why?!
Why don’t you see that I am the one for you? Whatever he can do, I can too times two.
He will hug you, We will wrap each other in a loving embrace
He will kiss you; I will never tire of your lips taste
My tongue shall trace your waist with haste slipping underneath the lace
If I would have placed liquid courage in my system id use you as my chase
He will touch you, But we will caress with passion
I will do so in such an endearing fashion
If it were to be converted into a substance, it could fill the deepest chasm
Making love would be but another way our love is expressed
The gripping, the biting, the choking, the moans and rough play fighting
Sweat dripping, Position flipping, you in a tight dress having me weak like a slave to an empress
With Fillatio the ratio would be two to one. Back arching, sheet grabbing until you uhm…
Create.
Unbelievable.
Music.
Reaching spots you never knew you had, exploring new things that make you feel like you have wings
The emotion and passion added would be as big as the impact of a piece of the sun hitting the earth
Bringing you close because I know not only of your ever growing beauty but unbelievably high worth
Forget the physical because that could also be cynical
I look at you and see a Nubian queen,
Deeper than that I see my queen oh so serene
Eyes that reflect the beauty passed down from her mother
I want to love you so bad but I don’t want you to be smothered.
You have a unending list of things I fell for
But I don’t want this letter to go onto year 2024
I don’t want to cause you harm nor peril from choosing
But baby you deserve better
The only tears to make those cheeks wetter
Should be the thought of your man making you happy with random love letters
The things I want to treat you with has no bounds
Whether it be love, sex, support, laughter, happiness, security, prayers so that god surrounds
I just want to give you it all…and this still sounds small.
Im writing this letter to you because its been on my mind
This is the only thing I could find that let me unwind from the cage in which ive been confined
My eagerness will be the death of me. Im just so willing to give a woman the rest of me.
The problem arises when that plan is thwarted and im now back where ive started
Ive been told that I have to wait for the right one, which I already know
My thoughts and mind have warned me about the hurt but to being careful I said no
Nothing ventured, Nothing gained. This has now left me lame
but im proud my emotions weren’t chained or drained.
They were not contained, strained, abstained they were entertained.
I know I just spilled all my heart out to you, but its something I needed to do.
Now that ive been able to think and re assess, I will leave you two to progress
I wish you only happiness regardless of if I confess and address what I feel in my chest
I hope you find in him what I see in you.
Sincerely,
Your most passionate admirer.