fuck the bullshit u saying personally impersonal
baby i'll flirt with u make u into a better house wife
my life and yours set on a course that i c no end 2
i'm about 2 live so y can't u live with me stand here with me holding my hand doesn't offend me
but i'll become offended if u let go
let me know if u can't handle the neo-prophets rantings
panting cause i'm thirsty
yet u won't give me liquid 2 drink
my 3rd eye gives me 2 blinks b4 it's time 4 me 2 go
still wearing the stink of katrina waters
but u still keep sexing me
vexing me cause often at times i can't find u even with flashlight night vision
drowned in weed smoke and malt liquor still u keep whispering
fuck the bullshit u saying personally impersonal
don't make this shit here weird
let's b clear as i hold u near whisper more sweet lies 2 keep my eyes blind
2 facts that u thicka than a snicka and your body keeps calling me
even when fasting praying 4 an answer
u r like a cancer and feel like i'm the cure
even though i'm remain unsure
unpure
biting my earlobe u moan
fuck the bullshit u saying personally impersonal
just b here 2 stay deep inside me
let me ride thee
cause after all sweetness
it is valentine's day!
:-) do the get some dance


1 Comments:
lol
Personally, I thought it was too impersonal.
Nah! Just funnin'! This is fine as wine on big behinds. It's good to be here, in the place of this poetry right now. I kinda' feel right, when I've felt out of place for so very long.
Thank you for the moment of respite, for the deep breath of air. Might not seem like too much to you, but it's food to my soul. Thank you lil' brother. Thank you.
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