first time i saw you, was not suffice so, to see you, i close my eyes a one time deal, i need more than twice just to see if you’re real but when i pinch you, it’s just to see how you feel cause i’m touchy feely & every second i keep revealing, in every sentence sweeter sentiments, to send your lips, perching & your arms searching, for my muscles to snuggle & hug you till they drug you in its cuddle my approach is never subtle; it’s provoking you in hopes to open you, sensually by groping you, mentally from Brooklyn to Ethiopia, your heart mentions me soaking the, canvas by being mannish with manners, meshed between a king & a kat who’s spanish; splashing passion in everything leaving your heart melting; head tilting in for a kiss so much of this story is not filled in yet it’s already intense, starting like this you're biting your bottom lip; yep, yeah you can hardly resist