When your body is breathing, it is so full of life
Like the music no strifes.
the bass and drum drops as one
The bongo and the Congo drum playing a Nyabingi rhythm
Playing the heartbeat of every existence of God's creation.
Surrounding me with sweet vapors of your love juice flowing
Into my body cavity from the hollow of the body, you are holding.
Your body breathing, is and instrument made of wood
Playing its treble melody, for my ears only.
Then with your four strings
Representing the arms and legs or your movement
Vibrating and pusaiting.
Stretching by the means of your bridge wrapped around me,
comforting and touching my every being.
Your bow playing me causing my juices to intertwine with yours.
with me feeling the rhythm of your body breathing
taking me to the place where I wanna be
setting my spirit a-free
When I feel your body breathing,
I see your lovely eyes sparkle with the eternal plummets
of a Happy tomorrow.
Your voice takes away the sorrows
In addition, all the worries of my very soul.
Your body breathing exhaling the sweet essence of life.
I am inhaling the life that your body is breathing.
Your Body Breathing is a heavenly reaction
I'm caught up in a mental, spiritual, not a physical attraction.
Your body breathing reminding me of all sweet thing in life
the fragrant of a rose to a sweetscentedsummerbreeze.
When Your body is breathing you are
Never aiming to miss you are always aiming to please
Your smile smites the darkest corner of my heart.
You are an exceptionally delightful sweet Lady
we could be a couple, a pair and friends
when your Body is breathing in and out, out and in
with me feeling your every pleasure
making the two of us one and the violin plays on . . .