You remind me of him Tall enough to make me look up to see your face Thick lips made for licking Your voice, deep, like oil wells Your hands, rough like sex against a tree You really remind me of him Inside me you feel like right. He gave me the love Aretha sang about Making me feel like a natural woman You really remind me of him But there is no song I can see in your face Our time is nonexistent But just in case you’re free sometime... You really remind me of him. | ||
© Christy Cumberlander Walker, 2009 (all rights reserved) Poem taken from the her poetry and prose collection: 'Unleashing Passion: A heart's Desire' Image © unheardarts.com, 2008 |