Lust

Reading her body language

Her red lip pouted, love

I hear

She kept quite

But I could hear her

Asking for love

I pulled her closer

Heard her breath louder

I looked at her eyes

But she shut them

Could it be?

Connection…

Or lust?

Did I hold back?

No, she didn’t either

Connection?

I placed my hand on her waist

Her breathe louder

Finally, she loosened up

She held me tighter…

As if she never wanted me to let go

Could I resist

The true definition of an African woman?

No, I did not

I could not

Her stretch marks made me weak

We lusted and connected