it's those random waves that hit me
mostly, in the wee hours
sometimes, randomly & at anytime
i think of you & i feel my soul afloat
my heart starts pounding off my chest
and i start feeling it,
what i feel for you — it's not average
i think of your face, staring back at me with your beautiful eyes
besides your cute petite ass, they're probably my favourite feature
it's 1:02am, the outside is quieter than the Maluti hills in Mpumalanga at night
all i hear, is dogs barking outside and my soul screaming
calling for you, yearning for your presence and body in my arms, after intense sex at around these hours
all i wanna do afterwards is hold a titty in my hand as my arm covers your body
tell you i love you one more time for the night,
before i let the smell of your hair [pollute] my nostrils and go lights out
i need you.
