I am not afraid,to be the the soil in which you plant your seed…
flowers that sprout from me,my fragrance in the wind,
you must nurture me,please. (Jill Scott)

i am not afraid to be the elixir,by which you quench your thirst…
a cooling from deep within me,
you must ache for me,please.

i am not afraid to be the rest,by which you know comfort…
soulful relaxation,
you must enervate for me,please.

i am not afraid to be the filling,that which ends your hunger…
a satisfaction like no other,
you must pine for me,please.

i am not afraid to be the wings,by which your soul can fly…
i will take you to heaven’s heights,
you must rise for me,please.

i am not afraid,to be your female.
i am not afraid to be your woman.
i am not afraid to be your lady.
i am not afraid to be your soul mate.

my essence will enthrall you..
my freshness will nourish you..
my cool will pacify your fire..
my heat will ignite your longing..
my gentleness will melt your inhibition..
my sweetness will baptise your desire..
my seduction will stream your manhood..
my teasing will dissolve your pride..

You will be craving to be worthy of the depth of my being.

‘Please’