musings music (part II)

i had a conversation last night with the man of my dreams......

he said he was intrigued by my intellectual scene
so he took out a book and read verses to me
mentally massaging my mind with rhythm and rhyme
and i just sat there and got lost in the story of his words.

he said he wanted to explore my physical
wanted to run his lips down my physique
till he got lyrical mouthfuls. his hands were soft
silky, so soothing i think i feel asleep as his touch
made me weak, kinda skin deep.

(ye , that good)

he shook me....
and asked me 'bout my emotional side
said he could see the dried tears in my eyes i
was ashamed at first to show him my pains
but he said "baby girl, to get where we're going
we gotta look at where we been"
i started glowing at the thought of opening to him,
to someone new, softly he said "i'm emotionally connected to you"
phew, so it's not just me.

he said with confidence
"i'm looking for a woman that's sexy spiritual,
who's not afraid to get on her knees and pray
who believes in miracles (it's a miracle i found you babe)
whose imperfections are ever-flowing with life lessons
a soul that recognizes that God is always in control
even in bad weather". without shame i replied
" you found that kinda woman right here, look no further".
i quivered at hearing a man talk about God so passionately.

he whispered those words to me
that was like sweet music to my air
he is the pure filter in my chaotic atmosphere.
he settles me, sustains me and he is letting that record play
play it say it anyway you like it...i wanna hear.
he....he....has me open for the world to see

and i'm addicted to him
i get distracted when he's talking just thinking 'bout him
i don't know what it is i got but i don't wanna lose it
musings music is like the breaths pumping into
this heartbeat play.