Thank You , J.T.I used to look into the mirrorAnd gag in disgust.Couldn't stand the sight of me,Make-up was a must.I'd slide the silverAcross my arms,Hoping to add confidenceTo my charms.From wide ruled to college,I thought I'd found the cure.Until I had reached my limit,All I could endure.The night I found my sense,I knew to face my fear.I found myself standingAcross the bathroom mirror.I gave myself a long look,And then began to think..."Who's this fine woman I see?"While giving myself a wink.
I Long For Conversations With You . Insane ?You're a stranger in the eyes of many,But what does that matter?As I read our old messages,My thoughts begin to scatter.I often wait for you to get online,Then begin stumbling you a message.While apologizing for my ineptness,I relive my ongoing presage.
And So We Kiss . .That soft look in your eyes,The touch of your hands.The warmth of your body,As you meet my demands.Your breath on my neck,The taste of your lips.Bare skin pressed upon mine,Your hands on my hips.Running up my side,Running through my hair.Your tongue, Your lips,The feeling's a scare.I'm wanting more,I think you are, too.But we have self-control,To know that we'll rue.And so we remained wrapped.In this single kiss,In this simple treasure,In this single bliss.