self inflicted.

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Sunday, January 25, 2009

INFATUATION

Skin the color of cinnamon,
His eyes light up & I melt within
Feels so good it must be a sin
I can't stop what I started, I'm givin' in

He brings life to my fantasies,
Sparks a passion inside of me,
Finds the words when I cannot speak,
In the silence his heartbeat is music to me

Mama used to warn me not to rush love with another
She said, "I'm not trying to lecture I just care about my daughter"

"Ay Mama you seem to forget,
I never will let a man control my emotions."

But when he smiles,

I feel like a little child.

you know you LOVE me (:
XOXO
♥

baby you're the weaponi choose