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I measure my relationships based on value and art!

I don't laugh at jokes.

I laugh at wit.

I am not human.

I am God.

God's don't act, We Art!

I won't sit and try to appease your expectations.

I awe!

If you don't appeal to my imaginations.

You will sour beneath me.

Gone are the days men try to keep a conversation from hitting rock bottom.

Bish, if you can't initiate or sustain a conversation, you'll drown from my intellectual hurricane.

My mind is lightning!

It'll storm your IQ.

I thunder your fire.

If you don't burn.

I won't light.

I am not a language, don't try to speak me.

I am a perfect work of art, don't try to craft me.

My sexuality shouldn't be your orgasm.

Find your climax...

And don't burn my passion in the process!

My love is like a river, to meet me you must learn how to walk on water.

But, my desire is not an ocean, it dries up.

I am not a relationship, I am a connection!

Stop trying to sail me...just upgrade



Kingdavid Chinaeke Ofunne
Authorpreneur
www.ofunneceo.blogspot.com

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