Love Is A Four-Letter Word

Cocoa, cocoa, cocoa, cocoa, cocoa, cocoa butter lips

Etched your taste into my mind

Sketches of who we used to be

You laid upon a bed of roses, and roses, and roses

As rose-tinted moonrays beamed brilliantly upon your ebony skin

There were arms, there were legs, there were thighs

But truly, it was your eyes that had me wrapped like wisteria and morning glories

I am complete in nurturing you, God's great gift

To keep your spirit satiated

Yours surely fed mine

Could a love, could a love, could a love

Could a love be realized