slow wine


 

i've grown up some
retaining useful information in lump sums
no longer losing my patience or making assumptions
the ones some shun, i embrace'em
if not with love
enough conversation, to give them someone to dream of
more than a dreamer; a believer & mentor by nature
with words woven to take ya, mind to Jamaica
for pleasure & undress ya, shoulders
clothing's designed, for those older than you & i am
i'm running naked through your mind
climbing, in your heart, your thoughts, & from behind
giving backshots, with manhattan's skyline, as the backdrop
we kiss slow & slow-wine our ass off to calypso from the laptop
desire's the last stop, on this choo choo
where our paths cross, like sudoku
& adds up, to something fruitful
a mutual, respect that excludes you, from neglect
& introduces you, to a man
superb with his words & the movement of his hands
mr. ky with your mind, till you slide out your pants
 
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