The Love Doctor Saturday Selections of 90's Reggae

Lovers Remembering those days spent together, The times we had ingrained in memory forever. Dinners eaten while looking into each other's eyes, Out at the wharf oblivious to the buzzing flies. Wiping each other's lips with flimsy napkins, The way we called each other sweet Pumpkins. Those hot nights when we showered together, Scrubbing each other's backs so soft and tender. Water cascading over us as we felt passion, Making love in all forms and multiple fashion. Us and we were our vernacular so sweet, Our love was obvious to all whom we did meet. Just to lock eyes was a flame ignited to high heat, Long hours in bed caressing head to feet. No area was safe from spontaneous eruption, Love's volcanoes in our groins, primed for disruption. Ever ready was our bodies for our union, Melding together in passion was no confusion. When did that raw understanding dissolve, A question we both ask now, seeking solutions to solve. Maybe we are thinking too hard and cerebral, Just get back to raw emotions of rhythm and conjugal. Pontiak