I can feel my soul dance
like a virtual Alvin Ailey revival
My soul dances as I marvel
I can feel my soul...
marvel at thought of us soon
baying to private tunes
Could you possibly rock with the dirty South
Emotions, they won't subside
Forget my pride I'll just say it
No, I...
I wish you were oil
because I would be saturated
Rubbing it in pound for pound everywhere
Sifting you out like the last drop
Replenishing me some you
Yes you...
You would be in demand
When people took in deep breaths of me
they would get whiffs of you
Baffled by my easy fall to mocha wonder lands
The way it would please me to have your hand inside mine
arms about my waist
Tire of me!
Rolling around in man scent like somebody disturbed
because I couldn't get enough of you
Wearing your best shirts after enveloping you
Swimming and dipped in your deodorized scent
and perspiration
Pining like a puddy tat to cat nip
Me dripping until you would
gently shake me from your pants leg
Cause I…
Aye couldn't stand time taking me to the next minute
without you
I'd douse you like Italian on romaine and drink you like you
were freshly blended juice from boysenberries
off vines or is it trees
You would be my favorite poison
Frothy malted joy
Why...
I'd
drench
you
like
oil
Originally Posted On Site: 2007-11-18 21:20:32
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