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Color Me Free

By Virginia Pulliam

Balboa Press

Copyright © 2012 Virginia Pulliam
All right reserved.
ISBN: 978-1-4525-5698-7

Contents

Chapter One..........................1Chapter Two..........................19Chapter Three........................35Chapter Four.........................45Chapter Five.........................55About the Author.....................67

Chapter One

    Country Lover

    My man works hard all week
    Dirty boots and stinky feet
    My Friday Night special love so sweet
    Nothing is more complete
    Passionate kisses the suck lip kind
    The kind that makes your juices flow
    I close my eyes and float in the pleasure of his skillful hands
    He gives me what I want nothing left undone
    He loves me into a peaceful sleep
    Early morning Saturday sunrise
    Skillful hands more powerful than the night before
    Moving magically giving pleasure awakening
    All passion in my body
    Skillful Country Lover of mind
    Up by nine breakfast cooked
    My man turns and gives me a look
    With a smile as bright as the sunlit sky
    In bed by dust all chores are done
    He passionately holds me until we are done
    Sunday dinner received with Grace
    Sunday night passion, sleep to rest another week of hard work
    Dirty boots and stinky feet
    1995


    Too Love

    Intrigued, I am with you
    I like the way you listen to me
    The way you here my heart
    I like the way we sit and talk
    So much passion flowing
    I like the way time has given us wisdom
    To see us through
    I like the way you feel in my space
    I hope you feel it too
    I like knowing hope is real
    I like the way love has free will
    Intrigued, I am with you
    2002


    (Man) Song

    You say you want to be my (man) song
    When you are bound to another lyrically
    You want me to come to you and play on your keys
    While you play sweet melodies on my strings
    You want me to sing melodies to your keys
    A flat, B flat and sometimes E
    When I look at you, I must say, my notes sang
    But what would this mean to play melodies on your keys
    Will you reel me in with sweetness and warmth?
    To leave my fingers tired to feel every joint
    When I play melodies, I want the listeners to hear every word
    I play my cords from my heart
    When I touch my strings I want to feel every part
    So, I open my stage to your keys ivory's black and white, on my strings
    Now the melodies of my strings are playing sweet songs to your keys
    Together our songs will be bound forever, with sweetness and melody
    Are you pleased?
    April 2003


    Happy Birthday Song to my Son

    It's your birthday yes it's your birthday
    And I love you
    Oh how I love you, my baby
    Twenty-five years, I have known your love
    You make me proud to be a Mom
    To be a Mom, to be a Mom
    I couldn't have asked for a better son
    You are the love of my life
    As I sit here and remember the day you were born
    Big brown eyes, chocolate brown skin, like liquid
    All these years I have watched you grow into the Man you are today
    Today on your birthday
    I want you to know, I am soooooo proud of your growth!
    I smile the day you were born
    I smiled, cried and frown as I watched you grow
    There was always a bright light in my heart and on my mind
    Whenever I think of you or when someone mentions your name
    I am the happiest and proudest mother in all the land
    To be able to call you my Son the Man
    Love and kisses to you everyday of my life
    Happy Birthday, Love Mom
    May 16, 2004


    His Love for Her

    When he looks into her eyes, he understands why he loves
    her with his soul
    You see, God told him so
    God says, "Love with your heart and put heart into your love"
    The love you share will be like a seed that sprouts after a rain,
    On a cool summer night when all you want to feel is a breeze
    Don't be afraid to show her your true heart
    For she wants for the gentle breezes to fill her mind
    As it enter twines through her heart and makes her weak in her knees
    For his love is true it's a gift from God
    It's gentle, sweet and moist
    It's kind, warm and calming to her soul
    It's all she needs to make her feel whole
    And in return she gives back tenfold
    So he continues to look into her eyes and understands why he loves
    her with his SOUL
    July 30.2003


    Speechless

    Last night my man left me speechless
    I came home to a bubble bath
    With scent that sooths the soul
    He washed me smooth and with every stroke his smile was just for me
    He held my hand and helps me out
    He dried me off as he pampered me
    He smoothed me over with silky scented oils
    Then he proceeded to dress me
    He took me out to eat
    We wine and dine as he looked into my eyes
    When ever our eyes met, we smiled in quiet...