His Love Rains on My Soul
The love I have for him is not sinful, it's fulfilling.
He can have me anywhere he's willing.
My husband, my love.
His manhood is the only thing I am thinking of.
I give myself to him without a thought.
When he put this ring on my finger, I was sold and bought.
Our love is never old but always in renew.
Keeping my vows is something I always look forward to do.
His brown eyes staring into mine.
As we loose ourselves and not worrying about the time.
His kisses are so gentle and so sweet.
He knows how to unveil this closet freak.
I lay him down and on him I dance.
With his love raining down on my soul, putting me in a trance.
We glisten as we sing a climatic symphony.
He is my soulmate, the only one meant for me.
After the sensual fight is done, it's time for round two.
Since his love continues to rain down on my soul, we will never be through.