“Stand”, she said after staring into my glaring eyes with that smirk of fiery glee. Stand in my heart and slow trance dance there gracefully. Stand by my side, I don't want nothing coming in between. Focus on my face when you embrace me passionately. I'd count all the ways I'd like to taste your energy. I think he's noticing, finally focusing. I'd like to fit him in my plans. And when he gleams my way, It seems clear as day that he may take me as I am. I like his virile posture and the way he sways He's my potion, I'm entranced. And when he kisses me, slow and sensually, I levitate to his command. I feel his inner being defying gravity, every time he takes a stand. I trace the beauty mark on her left hand and finger through her hair strand after strand. Her face falls into the palm of my hand almost as if it was planned. Her luscious lips lock with mine as she feels my strength expand. I can feel the wetness of her lower lips so I let her feel me as I place her on the night stand. ~Hayya and Tayo