I Found Her
When I least expected, her presence entered my spirit. It was as foreign as an intoxicant that medicated my soul. She was inebriating, full of joy, cascading into my heart like fire. The heat magnified her attraction and I was taken. I had to give into her, for she demanded my attention and her landscape was magnificent, manicured to perfection, she was a Queen adorned in majesty, choosing me to become her King. Her pull was irresistible, engulfing me with overwhelming intensity. She swept me away like the current from a storm filled brook. I gave way to her pleasant seduction, while her sultry sweet voice left me spellbound. I kissed her and I melted like butter hitting a hot griddle waiting to unite with a tall stack of pancakes. Her kiss was as sweet as molasses dripping on to my tongue and I licked her, slowly opening her love pocket, I reached in only to find my destiny. As I swam in her pool of affection I began to breathe deeper almost gasping for air, her love was utterly breath taking. I chose her and accepted her choice of me. I finally found what I have been searching for, The jewel of the Nile, the African Queen, the Nubian Goddess, the acceptation to the rule, the answer to the great algebraic equation, the secret to the great mystery of love, the Katherine Renae Jones, the Love Jones, the elimination of all my skeleton bones, the Love Jones clones, the I can’t find my way home because her love has got me stoned, I found love…I got a love Jones, I found her, I found love! Or have I? Hmmmmm!
