((((JJ)))) Hang in there sistah, your man is giving you a lot to think about. I'm praying for you and Mr. Mojo.
I don't mind the sun sometime
The images it shows
I can taste you on my lips
And smell you in my clothes
Cinnamon and Sugar
And softly spoken lies
You never know just how you look
Through someone elses eyes
BHS-"Pepper"