Author –  mdJaey


 I remember the day I saw her-  in a particular way the sun rays reflected her beauty in my brain…

Something about her voice-  left me with no choice but to lean forward and make a mess out of myself…

Something about her smile-  just made me want to try and get a hold of her cheeks… such a gentle touch. I sometimes feel it’s so tender…

The rise and fall of her chest when she naps on my shoulders…she’s got my eyes on fire, the heat much hotter anytime she comes closer…

Will this feeling one day be over…?

So i pray to Jehovah – praying she’ll be my numero uno…

Then I’ll make her my pillow; I won’t rest without her to console my sorrows….

Act like her hero-  choose between Kent Clark or Oliver Queen…

She is my Desiré; the one I won’t rest until she’s mine… My Hidden Treasure…




Copyright © 2016 by mdJaey

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