Love Garden Poem by kwane Lamb

"J'aime le chocolat'
We over lap in our every day life…
And you are not yet my wife…

"Tu es ma femme'
A derived gratification from daily contact…
Not necessarily physical …

So when I view us, I view your heart…
As a prism to see the colors…
Of our love/your love…

Remembering the nights when we are together…
And hearing the (queef's) …
Puts a smile in my heart as well as on my face…

I gently feel that breeze…
It put's pep in my step…
I can see your mound breathing…
An up and down movement…

As I watch you sleeping…
Under the sun breaking the dawn into…
A glistering of sparkles on your place…
Of pleasure…

"j'aime le chocolat"

This is by no means a temporal joy…
But a long well knitted union…
And the *broom is not far off…

I am ready for your permanent garden…
And for us to share becoming our own boss…

*back in the early day couples jump over the broom to marry.