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