You make me feel like a natural woman
Do you know how it feels to be completely infatuated with him?
To want to touch him every second, minute, hour– never letting go of his smooth cocoa butter skin?
To hopelessly love every breath he takes–hanging on to every delicate magic that he embodies?
To crave his existence and the idea that forever could start today–appreciating the moment our eyes locked and I saw myself in you?
To ache for his silk voice to send messages to my body begging for more–moaning your wants and desires through thrusts of passion and excitement?
To be by his side through it all–seeing God taking us through solar plexus of our immutable binding
To want to touch him every second, minute, hour– never letting go of his smooth cocoa butter skin?
To hopelessly love every breath he takes–hanging on to every delicate magic that he embodies?
To crave his existence and the idea that forever could start today–appreciating the moment our eyes locked and I saw myself in you?
To ache for his silk voice to send messages to my body begging for more–moaning your wants and desires through thrusts of passion and excitement?
To be by his side through it all–seeing God taking us through solar plexus of our immutable binding
Cause you make me feel..
You make me feel..
You make me feel like a natural woman
You make me feel..
You make me feel like a natural woman
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