here’s the thing
the shit she wears in spring
birthed what the fucks
&, this shit is nuts
distracted, by everyone attractive
& salacious places we’ve fucked
or occasionally sucked’ faces
erasing your make up, with our taste buds
just incase you're curious
on what to expect during brunch
pretty sure you’ll taste love
nothing so so, about bottomless mimosas
& how i present celebrations
hurry up, get closer; keep up with me
cause i'm too much, frequently
in one week, one wink, can make you way too comfy
to where you don’t say un-cuff me
you only say you want me
fuck you, when you say, fuck me
we’re simply saying, we’re fucking
on display in front you
i serenade i want you
i unbraid your buckle
with my mouth, untuck your blouse
the parade in front you
waves Jamaican flags
fuck you thought this was
gullah & j’ouvert, made this man
to puddle wear you lay
hug & huddle, ricocheting trouble in your way
bathing in, discovery bay
ignoring tourist see us, in ocho rios
cuddling up dunn’s river falls
& greet us with disgust & applauds
giving zero fucks; since we’re aware it’s only us
it sucks to be y’all
as you’re more than just, the cherry at the pinnacle
you’re drugs, & i’m clearly going through withdrawal
you're drugs
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