YANNIKA

Careless... So clear it is that I have abused the time given.
I've committed plenty of sins...
Healing is all I can pray for again and again...
As I continue to play the devils game counting the hours, the minutes before I can caress the flesh of one man I adore...
I'm a whore for every request he bless my ears with!!!
Care to LISTEN to my sins I commit so CARELESS for a minute in his space he create a blissful feeling, chills, thrills, right down to the bills.
CARE less about my exes I dismissed so far from my heart as though they packed up and moved to TEXAS.....
Careless, I have made so many messes but he could careless
As if he were molly maid having a hay day smoking the ya pushing to the side my borders, my cement walls, my clouds, the crowds of hounds
Turning my frown upside down, bringing about sunny days I am his baby!!!!
He call out my name so carefully holding my hand , being my man, being my friend, being care less, more like fearless is the love he posses for me...
Daring you to be careless and question his intent for me
Setting you straight if you wish to debate what we have equate to any thing less than what's spoken or catch yourself choking slowly
Hopefully it won't come to this...
He care less about what has happened but he can create a beautiful experience of less stress demanding I no longer be a mistress but his MRS....
Get this less carelessness I am blessed to have met you...
You are the best boo!!!
Sent from a sky that gleam blue, soul that hold a spirit of gold, a King that make my dream a reality!