Found myself singing songs for you to remember.
I'd really like for you to remember...
the fireplace and the cinders.
I kept thinking..'Something's burning'.
Sounds silly?
For real though...
I hummed melodies in your ear and you sang along
and planted petal soft kisses on my neck
and massaged my body with oils.
You pleasured me with firm black hands and strong black arms
and caressed and cradled all my senses with a melody;
all your own and we giggled too.  Remember?
Two-ways and cells on silent we just enjoy ourselves...naturally.