He's smooth as silk.
He's like no other brotha.
He's got style.
He's got charisma.
He gives tender, loving and care to me.
He gives me all the kisses I need whenever I ask him.
He makes me yearn for his love over and over.
He touches me in spots I can't began to explain.
When he's not around I feel as though I can't breathe.
When I can't feel his presence I feel as I've been deserted.
He's my cold glass of water on a hot summer day.
He's my heat on a cold winter night.
He's my rain on a very dry night.
He's my wind in the spring.
He protects me at all cost no matter what.
He seeks to give me his best.
He seeks to give me what I need in my life.
He seeks to give me his unconditional love.
He seeks to give me his warmth and his protection around me.
When my strength has left me.
He gives me his strength to go on when I can't.
He gives me milk and honey to sip.
He gives me his passion.
He quenches my thirst.
He restores my soul.
My Brotha is one of a kind.