Where I Am

Queen Johnson

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Love's touch tingles on my head as his hands massage my scalp,
My essence begins to flow as his claws trace a path down my spine, setting my soul ablaze,
My knees become weak as he rubs my inner thigh until he reaches that spot and stops.
I open my eyes and realize I am, where I'm not,
but
Where I ought to be, in his arms safe and warm feeling loved and strong.

Surrounded with his aura of power, as his love he showers, raining tears that cool my fire
Then heats me to the heights of the sun of our private galaxy, before I crash and burn.
I open my soul and I know I am, where I'm supposed to be,
then
I look into his heart and know my part in this life is to be his wife,
no time to spare, for him to care, with children to bear.  I know I'm right,
Where I am.

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9/14/2003