“You see the Sun in the East and the Moon reflects, like the knowledge and wisdom I manifest…
If you wanna go to heaven lay up on my breasts… I’m Ye Yo.”
Breasts. From the beginning of time they have kept us alive. As babies, we survived off of breasts and as we get older, though we changed the use of breasts to a sexual thing, breasts still feeds a nation of men who are hungry, not just for food, or sexual pleasure but for stability and love.
When a man comes home from a hard day’s work, even if he is out with the boys gallivanting, even if he has a plethora of women to choose from, he will choose the one whose breasts he can lay upon and feel safe. Though he can suck on, feel up, kiss and fondle many breasts if he wanted to, the intimacy and safeness that simply laying upon a woman’s breasts provides is unmatched. Not even some ratchet pussy can replace the feeling that a grown man feels when he lays upon his woman’s breasts.
If you’ve never had a man seek refuge in your bosom then you probably never had a man that knew the true meaning of being 100% vulnerable and submissive in a relationship. It’s almost like the man has surrendered himself to you and only you when he lays his burdens down on your pillows. That bond between man and woman when he snuggles his head between your girls, wraps his arm around your waist, takes a deep breath before he lays his head and heart safely on you is his way of saying, “I love you, I need you, I feel safe with you, I am home.”
It’s a feeling that can’t be described or negotiated. Equivalent to a woman cooking, cleaning, nurturing etc, this one simple physical act from a man is his way of showing his appreciation as well as reciprocating his love and showing his submissiveness and simply saying ”thank you.”
Fellas do you agree? Ladies, are you his Ye Yo?