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I want to inhale you Sweet, sexy brown sugar, sticky maple syrup... You don't know the things you do to me. Being near you sets each and every ato..

Pounding… In my ears so loud… It is hard to hear me Struggling to catch a breath. Pounding… In my ears so loud… My h..

Following you down the hall, I try to compose myself, But it’s no use… These waves of urgency radiate Up from my depths and out of ..

As you open the door and I step into heaven, I recall what a long day it has been, And how none of that matters the minute I look into your eyes. ..

This is dedicated to my father, Austin Malvit Conyers, who died May 9, 2000.

If there are any words to explain How much of a joy you are to me, I have never heard them spoken. If I could paint colors across the sky To show..

I can see your face like it was yesterday and wonder if you envision mine as clearly. My life has changed 180 degrees from when you last held me de..

Dedicated to El Hajj Malik El Shabazz aka Malcolm X (May 19, 1925 �February 21, 1965)

Indecisive, wandering aimlessly Looking to align yourself With someone else’s direction, Living in constant fear of Someone else’s rej..

I cannot deny That I want you. I cannot hide What I want to do. I cannot help Feeling this way. I cannot push These feelings away. Damn. You ..