__________by Lovelybrown

I get lost in the steam and heat
Drawn in by that sweet
Cafe/latte/Cascade imported/addicted me from the start
and ..if you was coke I'd be snortinn'
Smelling you on my upper lip
Feeling the memory of your in between whipped (cream)
Riding on my hip in all your feminine grace
Seducing me/Blowing my mind/Erasing time
With not even a trace of guilt
As the flowers next to my bed wilt
Kilt by the heat and the sweat and the lust and the
screams and the moans
Remember, when I made you lick your fingers over the phone
And you said, "Mommie, I don't want to be home alone!"

Creating mush from stone and erasing canine tendencies
Re-creating childhood fantasies that I use to only see on late night TV
HBO and playboy/tomboy toys/feelings reeling and
temperature rising a couple of degrees
But remaining cool and often labeled frigid
By the niggahs that could never figure why a big ass
and 36Ds wouldn't put out
I'm saying, 'look at those baby making hips
He licks lips looking longingly at me
Looking at you thinking
Damn…I'm getting hot
Baby...let me teach you about your spot and then we
can stop/drop/rock/and roll
Into one
Searching for a "bunch of honey filled oats and liquid sun"
I saw that shit over your horizon
Roaming through that black pasture
Thinking "there's no place like home"
Feeling me body shake and my spirit succumb
And I breathed….
And breathed…..
And sighed and cried….
And died…
Clasping sheets in the ball of fists
Kissing your lips
As your drift towards me
Drip on me
And cool me with your rain.
Ahhhh….

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