I fantasize about her beauty
Mesmerized by her poetry
The (more I see a) smile from her
I wonder if she’s feeling me
Wanting to gaze into my eyes
Would she be satisfied
If I licked between her thighs
The feeling will have her hypnotized
I want to vocalize my love for her like the Songs of Solomon
And not replicate the sins of men that offend
Besides, I like cinnamon,
I want it spread out on the sheets
Thinking it would be so sweet
if we ever got to meet.
A Better Tomorrow 