Kissin you

I’m missing you wishing I was laying next to you kissing you
I’d pay a million dollars a smooch as if you had a kissing booth
Your lips the truth and the smoothness of you tongue is gospel
If I don’t have a fix of your lips then I swear things are gonna get hostile
I’ll testify to your fly I’ll be your apostle
My desire for you surpasses great it’s clausal
I don’t even know how I got you but I won’t question what’s working
When I’m asked how I’m feeling, with out the answer is always, “hurting”
I know I maybe smirking but I’m serious as a fever
You just don’t know how much I’m into you and you’d probably never know either
Cause to depict it I’d have to be way past prolific
I’d have to make up a whole list synonyms just to call you terrific
I’d have to write for days just to give out the specifics
And as much as I adore I doubt that I’m that gifted
But your lips make me take off and my contents all have shifted
You get me all riled up and then my minds thoughts are constantly different
Consequently I’m drifting
Even as I write this now
I keep thinking of how you drive me crazy and I’m killing myself trying to write this down
It’s like lightening strikes and “pow”
My mind goes vacant
I admit I’m not just tripping over you
I’m on vacation
I’m about to write moms to say I’m staying and I aint never coming back
I bet you never thought that kissing you makes me feel all that

Romance Novel

purpose, i told her to move with purpose
she was on top riding like she was writing in print
i told her to move in cursive..
i told her to work it like a wordsmith,
cause imma prolific linguist whose lingo is the length of the earths surface.
and she responded with full service, mama almost had me nervous
almost made me ruin my rep as she gave it to me just like i deserved it.
her cursive was perfect, and her penmanship was impeccable,
and the detailed she regaled made her writing that much more delectable,
way past sexual, something infinitely more, something the likes of which no women had ever written for me before.
now i have to even the score, i have to show my technique,
i have to show that i can back up all that i speak.
i have to show her that she'll be bound by my literature like the nurse from Misery
and when she speaks of this in future it wont be fictitious history,
it will be a real life story of triumph and victory.
as she licks her lips at me she starts whispering, "baby figure me like calligraphy
i wanna feel oceans, lakes and rivers please."
as i delivery these for chapter after chapter i notate quotes she states after every rapture that i captured.
the glass from the nightstand fell and was shattered but so intense into our craft that none of that mattered.
there was parts of the story where i swam the English Chanel,
ate a meal fit for a king,
rode wild bucks at a rodeo,
and some parts where i just was layed back and really didnt have to do a thing.
all in all,
the story was perfectly written,
not a typo to mark
it had a lot of action
it was thrilling
and it was full of heart.
so vivid the story telling i can still see the scenes clearly....
thankfully we decided to press a whole series.

DumbSh!t

it was like...
the very perfect type of night. the women were buzzin
the party was hype...i was feelin alright; had a couple in me, was feelin nice
saw shorty's eyes catchin feelings like she wanted to know what this feelin was like.
she approached me, and i was ready to maybe getta dance on with a lil rubbin, i peeped her wrists had more then a few bands on, she wasnt a stranger to clubbin, but she came and gave my hand a tuggin and pulled me off the floor, i knew i was about to get into something. she bee-lined towards the girls bathroom line stepped to the chick in the front and said,"do you mind?" shorty didnt mind at all, she stood outta the way and leaned back on the hallway wall. this vixen pulled me into a stall and started to grab on me, she put her hands down my pants and all. then she positioned her self to kneel down on the floor i was shocked but pressed my hand up against the stall door, she did her deed with greed and it made me even ask for more she went on until i felt her vocal cords. as i stood there i was good there feelin like i was the man, thinkin back on the night like," damn at first i was just chillin with my mans, came to the club to have a drink find some girls and dance, and now im interlocked in a bathroom romance." i was thinkin back, as she continued to move, on how at how i was happy i got paid that day too, i thought about the money i spent on my drink, i thought about cash i aired out when this other shorty was dancing showing off her g-string. i felt her hands moving up and down my legs, i started to think about how i was gonna be tellin this story for days, then i heard the bathroom door, but sense she wasnt phased, i didnt pay it any mind either so there i stayed, for a moment she got a lil aggressive, i felt her tuggin at my legs, i was diggin it and was like, " ooo yeah. go 'head babe.." she kinda giggled i was thinkin, " yeah imma king.." right then her cell phone started to ring, she stopped, didnt answer and just stood up, turn around walked out and im like, "what the fuck?!" i pulled my pants up but couldnt zippin cause my mans was still up so im standin there tryin to lay it to the side to tuck. all i thought was," damn i didnt getta chance to get that off", then i thought "oh well no big loss." walked out the bathroom saw my homeboy posted behind some ass, i walked to him and said," yo lemme holla at you real fast", i told him the sorry and the nigga started to laugh. he was like," well lets dip" and asked me if i could pay the tab i reached in my pocket and realized i didnt have anymore cash. i almost went in the bathroom to look but the more i thought about the whole scene i just had to admit i got took. all i wanted to do was party and maybe holla at some chicks, but i got, got like a dumbshit!
...and that exactly what i get for only thinkin with my dick...

turn'd

he needs me, i know it
the money i give him shows it
he told me what is important to him
and he even let me hold it.
he sees me with eyes that i have never seen
not like i was some meat
but like i was a queen.
he tells all these beautiful things
things that would make my life anew
then he tells me how to make them happen
he tells me what to do.
he gives me things that help me keep going and make my dreams come true
like a wizard he mixes potions that help do what my mind says not to.
see he told me that my mind will be my enemy and
i need to fully trust his words and he'll help change the inner me.
because he said before i was dead moving without direction
now I'm a women of life and all things move in my reflection.
he takes me places that i have never been before
he rubs me with creams and ointments whenever I'm sore.
and even though he's hit me a few times before
he promise every time he wont do it no more.
see i know what type of stresses he has
he takes care of a lotta girls and most of then are pains in the ass
so when i talk slick its like the last straw
i mean its not his fault i have a weak jaw.
he tells me that we'll always be together
and that he's gonna get rid of those other girls
and it'll be just us forever.
so if i work real hard and keep my mouth closed
one day I'll be his women
not just his bottom hoe...

me you and the vestibule

her lips kept me....
and her eyes wouldn't let me go
i tried to stop the moment but i couldn't let it go
the walls were watching our every move and telling me what i already know
that i really shouldn't be there it was time to go
but i was frozen
her embrace made me feel like i was chosen
she was pressed so close to my body you can guess what was awoken
and when that happens its hard to talk him to sleep
so i would try to turn away from her lips but her neck stilled smelled so sweet
i was weak
powerless
the time was hour-less
i knew i should have said stop
but i couldn't because of my cowardice
i was afraid of changing the way she felt about me
and i don't know why but i just didn't want it to fade
so i stayed
completely consumed by her....everything
her eyes
her hips
even her wedding ring
i didnt care that i knew it was there
and she didn't seem to mind it every time i slightly tugged her hair
but i knew i had to move
because playing this game would force everyone to lose
so i made my move toward the vestibule
she caught up with me and with almost all of her dress removed
i swear skin never felt so smooth
but this had to end
i needed to stop
but i couldn't think of anything but drinking her down to the very last drop
i had her legs spread up against the wall like i was a cop
i treated her panties like weaponry and told her they had to drop
then i did a thorough search for contraband
and i would be damned if i stopped......
once i cracked the case she involuntarily scratched my face
i told her thats ok
cause i think i kinda scratched you down your back a'ways
we began gathering all the clothing that was previously removed
exchanging found gazes as we put back on our shoes
she was like i cant believe how i just broke the rules
i was like i cant believe i almost didnt allow you to.
she came close to me and told me me not to move
told she wanted us to capture this moment in a way she'd never lose
no lie i felt it too
then i heard her kinda coo
to be truthful i was ready to do it too
as would stood there it was clear neither of us wanted to move
our bodies were sayin the things in ways neither of us could do.
like a deeply emotional secret thats between me you and the vestibule

Yo says: Response from Yo & Shorty

home boy,
I'm sorry but she was a piece of art i had to touch, went beneath the velvet rope and once i had her in my clutch, i know what i had i had to cuff, cause just a touch wasn't nearly enough.. i swore to her i would do so much and i wasn't anywhere near being a bluff but she went on to mention you and before i got a chance to kinda huff and puff she said," yeah i got a man but sometimes its kinda rough." and her face became vexed so i decided to divert her emotion and compliment her dress, i told her," every other moment may bring stress but tonight just be carefree cause you killin that dress!" i began to walk away and she stopped me and said she had to confess she was hopin i would say something to her and how she was impressed, with the way i didnt press, i was gonna walk away instead of stand there and tell her all sorts of mess about how im the best. i said well im am the best but words without actions are useless and you said you had someone so i didnt wanna get in the midst. she said well we can talk for a while; and homie that was it. im sorry like i said i couldnt help myself you had her all that time and you didnt help yourself, help yourself to her heart, building it up instead of rippin it apart. honestly it was coincidental that i wound up being so instrumental, our connection was past physical it was intensely mental, i did things that i guess you just couldnt do, told her things you couldnt say, showed her things that you would have to prove. she compared our every move and was constantly sayin all the things she wishes you would do....
1. i kept her wet; you kept her in a drought
2. you were always askin stupid questions; i always knew exactly what she was talkin about
3. you werent showing her the attention that she wanted; i'd text her twice a day sayin imma give her all the attention that she wanted.
4. you always had an excuse; im always making moves
5. you stressed about the stretch marks; i never noticed i was too busy kissin her all over and giving her sex marks.
everytime she'd compare i would be he winner, you grab a bit to eat and wouldnt share i'd cook her a fine dinner. its not like i was tryin to take you lady though, its more like you weren't tryin to keep her so either way she was gonna go. it took awhile to convince her to leave you she felt all these convictions because of you and your peoples. but now she's happily happy with me living a good life and sincerely she's everything i thought she would be. so i wanted to say thank you for fuckin up and so much so you virtually sent her to me.
-peace

thank you

thank you for the heartbreak

i guess i had it coming. i should have left well enough alone but im always gettin into something.

i fuckin pushed and pushed and wound up with shit...

but i am very greatful you still tell your homegirls how much you love my dick...

thank you for the heartbreak

and all that comes with that flow

the acting like im over it but never actually lettin it go

the outings with the homies where i try to live it up

but im in a room full of females and i could not give a fuck...

thank you for the heartbreak

the highs and lows

for the squandered nights i spent with club hoes

the way i'd self loath

they way i sit back wishin i had the guts to press a gun to my head and unload.

(although that didnt happen but once it was still a factor so again thank for that pain you unholy bastard)

thank you for the heartbreak

but this time i mean it

because if it wasnt for that, real love would have walked right past me and i wouldnt have seen it.

all of a sudden i feel like being free from you makes me a genius.

there are things i'll miss

that i have to admit

but because of the new feelings i get

i honestly dont give a shit

so...

thank you for the heartbreak

and all that that implies

because i know that you have to face darkness

to see the sunrise........

University Jazz Festival - Morgan State Jazz Combo

fades away

indulge me a minute, thats about how long this will take until im finished, about from now until the time i tie up my tennis. diminished; thats the word the comes to mind everytime i think about your feelings and mine, its like we're wasting time just for times sake. i deal with you because of the love we make, you stay because my hearts been your home for so long you dont wanna rebuild a place. i remember when i would feel so safe, like your words were straight sent to me from the man that mans the pearly gates. but as the world twirls and deals out fates i find that i found a real love that was fake. we took this about as far as it could go and through all this time we both had to grow. im not sayin you never did your part but in life growth goes in all directions, ours was apart. lets be real, we no longer need to sit here and deal, you wouldnt say it so i decided to tell you how i feel. and in my field, words are deadly, and after the other day when you were on the phone the things i heard...i should be dead already. no reason for this to go on any more, i mean the feelings are just not as strong any more, and when we embrace you dont feel like you belong any more and truthful i dont know how long i can go on without doing wrong any more. so its time to stop, its time to shit or get off the pot, we both been holdin down this dynamite for a while now its time to let it pop. so as i leave dont feel like you've been dissed because as i leave i promise you'll be missed, but if i dont leave someones gonna cheat or we'll result to solving problems with our fists and we're way too good to do shit like this. so here's a kiss to the forehead for all the good memories we will always be able to share...but in your mind is were we'll always have to stay because im sorry but some time love just fades away.........


***(nothing to do with you)***

Her pussy...

.......i told her her pussy was like poetry
then i began to explain that world scholars would try to describe its power in vain..
she creates her own showers and when i try to go down and claim, i slide right off as if i hydroplane....i don't try to hide a strain, a look off sheer unequated pleasure, if she screams i deem to hold that position forever, an audience of two and we applaud as our bodies hit together.
each touch seems to be better than the prior, as she makes it grab me as if its insertion were dire, her perversion's mixed with fire and it can only inspire, one's mind to wonder how he can make the intensity of this moment rise any higher. her eyes cry liquid fire after each individual eruption, she arches her back through her shoulders and grinds through it as if it was nothing. that's her power, she doesn't deviate from her mission, a fierce sexual being that likes to osculate as you switch from position to position. you have to make sure your posture's straight, her body will speak you have to listen, you must be sure making her orgasm a roar is your only disposition. being trapped amongst her thighs is absolutely the sweetest prison and as your tried there you'll reside there happy to sever her every sentence. I'm assured that she will bring about the fall of all that is mundane and contrite but I'm rendering her poetry right so that will have to be the next readers plight....goodnight

what if i told my fantasy....

what if she knew all i wanted to do, how i wish to treat her like a dish and I'm the principle of her school. what if i told told her i wanted to pour oil all over and watch her glisten as she rubs it in and starts to move in closer. what if i said i wanted a stranger in our bed, but not me but she would be making love to her instead. how could i express that i want her to wear a dress, so that when we're out in public i could slip in a caress. i want to be able to tell her the things that i have been afraid to share like how i want to make love to her on a rainy night out front in our lawn chairs. how am i to confess that i desire random sex, no matter when or where, these thoughts have me extremely vexed. i wanna be free to explain how when we go out; her, her friend and me, how i secretly wish it could be us three intimately. how do i articulate how i wish for her to demonstrate a sensuous dance right before i penetrate. but i tend to hesitate because I'd hate for her to see me as a disgrace, some kind of sex fiend and she wouldn't be able to look me in the face.....



what if he knew all the deeds I'm aching to do like how i wanna watch a sexy girl shake it, put my face in it too. how i think my home girls cute and i want the three of us to do a few things that was originally designed for two. how would i tell him I'd love it if we were intimate in public or how some times i want him to not be so gentle and get on some rough shit...i wish he knew, i mean i wish i could say how badly i wanted to have him outside that one rainy day, all the thunder and lightening would have made it so exciting but the thought of him seeing me different is so very frightening. but still, i wish we could make love at the tip of Federal Hill, real real late while the city is some what still, and the lights in the distance would fell like eyes surveying my body and I'd welcome them all as he pulses inside me. i want spontaneous love making, any where would be good, if we were driving and he pulled over just to take me on the car's hood, the heat from beneath and him in between...i get aroused just by the imagery of the scene. but I'll never him let him know, I'm trapped by my fears I'd hate to lose his respect after all these years.....

what if i told my fantasy.....

another quick flow

move closer to me so i can feel you better, lay across the bed and i'll lick you like im tryin to seal a letter. stand up and i'll pick you up so you can reach the ceilings better, get on top and don't stop because i like to feel you get wetter. on the porch in any season because we wont even feel the weather, we rock each other crazy like we made a deal together. and those times when we unwind to this number in my mind that kinda looks like a zodiac sign, is like us sharing a meal together. we keep it real for pleasure and pleasure keeps it real for us and i aint putting nobody on when i say we have gone on from dawn until dusk. elation is a must not something reached through luck, its more then a stroke, poke and a light grasp of the throat and its more then just primal lust. it takes patience and time like you waitin on a bus; pun intended though trust, give her all of you and she'll return the favor with a plus; matter fact a few, we have mastered intimacy on cue, you move beyond me and i follow through you, a life time of bliss i vow this to you, a few deep dips and hips twists and you get so loud its like there two of you. and everything i do to you act like its new to you because before it wasn't done for, but to you, and the difference is clear cause everything's magnificent here. in public i cant help but nibble because you have such irresistible ears. i drink your kisses down smooth like after a toast and a 'cheers', and when we're alone we can roam from sofas to chairs. we all live i lives in the large reflection of perfection but i swear we're the closets thing to there..but imma stop bragging about it because im not being fair.

...quick flow

i want to do things to you that i swear i won't do for others, i want to build up a convent for lovers strictly for us beneath the covers, i wanna do all those shoulda, coulda, woulda's that i didn't do the last time i coulda, i want that diabetic love and over dose on your sugar, hopin that I'll go into shock, allowin your moans to be my lullaby baby as we make this cradle rock, and just fuckin we're not, we're loving each other particular spots, touchin each other till we get all twisted in knots, winter time, window down cause we still be hot. and if im lyin i'm flyin and if you drinkin im buyin, and if you bending over im gettin behind, biting you all over cause i know you dont mind, i could search the world over and i know your something nobody could ever find and for some reason divine you decided to be mine, and i decided to keep tryin daily to show you that your more than i could ever had made you up to be, life can be hard and your touch makes it up to me, truly, you move through me, i stand and applaud you like a perfect movie. sexy as a bitch!, fuck a cutie, every minute without is fuckin cruelty....

Yo & Shorty

i wanna take a second to tell you who you hate

tell you about a person that feeds off of all the problems you create

a person that that's working 24 hours a day

doing things the easy way to take your lover away

this person is better you

for fellas he's you without the letter "u"

and for sistahs she's she minus the letter "e" but with an addition of a "o-r-t....y"

..well there's a ton of reasons

it could be because you cant do nothing without being deceiving

or because when you get mad you don't get a solution you just get even

or because you come in the house bugging out and then threaten your leaving.

whats your purpose if you with someone and your being worthless

i know you cant be perfect no one on this earth is

but if its worth a fight then it should be worth you working

dont let it last the night cause you know "shorty" and "yo" are always lurking.

i aint sayin that one bad day should ruin the whole thing

but if you know you aint shit then you cant get mad say goodnight and go find a sweet dream.

picture this; your lady in the house cookin, vibing to some music

and makin sure she good lookin

you send her a text tellin her you'll be home late

she dont stress that and she decides to wait.

but by time you get in babygirl done ate cleaned the plates, and washed all the make-up off her face. she in the bed tucked away feeling like you're mistake.

and ladies, you not always the victim

lets not pretend ya'll always hold up your end to avoid perdition

imagine if you please the very second your man leaves you callin up the girls to tell them all about your office "squeeze"

giving them all the details and all the insight

then tellin them about how your man didnt preform well last night.

and every time he's not around you, you start to become annoyed then instead of treatin him like a man you treat him like some lil ass boy.

neither party can really blame "yo" or "shorty"

they just out doing they thing not even thinking nothin sly

and they cant help to approach someone attractive that catches their eye.

so they turn on the charm and have a little talk

the talk becomes deeper and that evolves into a lil walk

that lil walk turns into a number exchange

and for them the sky is clearing and for you its about to rain.

now from here things go two ways

either they tell you they've had enough

or they keep it a secret and force themselves to stay

either way, when it comes out you get all pissed talkin about how they aint shit

the guys, and dog and the girls a bitch

you wanna know where they live so you can have their ass kicked.

and i feel you i hate the nigga "yo" myslef. he swooped in in my life because of my lack of personal wealth.

but in retrospect i cant throw the dude any shade cause he did what i would do in the exact same way.

what im exactly tryin to say is get your house in order

cause he or she may never find a 100% but 75 looks better then a quarter.

in essence i dont mean any harm

but if your relationships gets cold they will go find some place warm.

F.T.S!

on all the words I've ever said and the things i ever did..
fuck you
for all the times i tried hard and screamed out why God!!
fuck you
because i never gave up i kept moving in, you were always fighting me trying to get us in unison
fuck you
each and ever dollar spent, every friends house we went, every time i took you to a family event..
fuck you
because i love you soo much and i miss your hold and touch, and because now that your not with me i notice how this world can have the coldest clutch..
fuck you
because i knew this would happen and i didn't stop it in time because i knew i shouldn't have given you my heart nor my friggin mind...
fuck you
because i thought about how the shit was all my fault and i felt like a fool when you would ignore my calls, because you ain't worth the lint the drafts from my cotton boxers to my balls..
fuck you
because i don't know how else to express that i fell into this mess when everything told that i shouldn't have cared less that you looked so damn good in that dress and our first time was like the right moment with the perfect slow jam request..
fuck you
because i really thought that i needed you i thought i wouldn't get by because after it was over i got hella drunk and stupid high i would laugh like a fool all because i really wanted to cry...
fuck you
because this poem makes me sound bitter and makes me seem mad even thought saying "fuck you" actually makes me rather glad...
fuck you
man..because i hate my school and because my back hurts like shit because i got a job i hate but I'm broke and i can quit..because i smoked my last smoke and i don't have no more drink, because i gotta paper do and I'm drawing a blank..because its cold outside and i cant find my damn hat..because i lent somebody some money and that still ain't give it back....
FUCK YOU!!

Just...Please

tonight you've shown me a time i will never forget

we talked we walked, you picked up the check

you opened my door, you pulled out my chair

you even noticed that i did something new to my hair.

you pulled up to my house and came around and let me out of you car

you stopped me in my walk way because i had forgotten my shaw

we got to my door step you took my hand and told me you loved every second of me tonight

i couldn't do anything but silently gasp out, "is that right?"

you kissed me softly right in the very center of my cheek

instantly my legs became weak

i pulled you in close because i was feeling like i had had more then enough..

enough with all that gentlemanly stuff

i loved every second but you don't understand

i been out with alot of niggas

but was liking going with a man

i pulled you in, quivering from deep down in my soul

losing my mind and having already lost my control

i asked you to come in and i didn't wanna hear no

so i yanked you in the house and brushed the door closed.

i looked at you trying to figure out if all that chivalry was game

asked you a test question, just to keep me sane

i asked you what was my favorite color

you said yellow and was right but you could have said blue and that would have been all right

i wanted you all night but didn't know it you deserved it

and if you were running game you pulled it off perfect

now I'm all uneasy and wanting you to just please

just taste me

just feed me

just please be..

the same man you been while your in

and I'll show you the same respect before it ends.

i take your shirt off and get lost in your chest

i don't know what happened but i then lost my dress

you kiss my neck

i then lost my stress.

i was completely relieved off all inhibitions

i tried to make it up stairs but we didn't make it past the kitchen.

you picked me up placed me on the counter

i thought it was fitting because then you taste me on the counter

you then take me on the counter

and i locked you up between my knees

gasping constantly and only being able to say please...

please don't stop..

please hold me tighter..

please don't be a minute man

and please be an all nighter

please..

go in deeper

please make it yours

please..please

make your road to ecstasy the scenic route and enjoy the tour

you never stopped you were awesome from the bottom to the top

you threw you pants across the room because they were soaked after my champagne popped

and before our campaign stopped you made me give you the world

and you said all the right things all the way down to the " damn girl"

rough when it was time

slow on all the right cues

the whole time I'm thinking,"goddamn boy were did they find you!?!"

we make it upstairs and that's were we made our gran finale

and that's were i was later that day when my girls came and found me

they were asking all these questions that i couldn't give a straight answer too

i could only keep saying," girl, if you only knew.."

they said they were trying to

but i didn't give em nothing like a tease

you texted me in the midst.."am i seeing you soon?"

i respond.." please..."

Pardon Me

pardon me, but you have recently become a very big part of me,
your the air i breath and the very heart of me.
even though telling you these things can be hard for me,
i couldn't live through a day without you knowing what you are to me.
your a star to me,
your something that at first seemed to far too reach,
but i stretched and grabbed you now i know with me is where you oughta be.
your now your like the one fish in the sea,
every time I'm near you i hope that the other ones wont bother me..
and even though things are the way they are,
i will never let you get far
you wont become my falling star,
because i have already fallen for you
and i mean fallen hard,
but I've got joy for pain and passion instead of scars.
and you not in the same class with my past, your set apart,
i mean they maybe could paint
but you've created the better art.
and they may have had a piece of me
but you've got all the best parts.
so please pardon me mama,
for things being the way they are
but please know that I'll never let you go because your my star...

reason

the kiss, the touch, the taste, the caress
those hips, that scent, that shape in that dress
those eyes, soft thighs, whispered sighs, 2 hour goodbyes..
that's the reason
your lips, your tongue, the shake when you cum
the orgasmic songs sung, the sexy panties flung
the swing that is hung, the night time of, "yum"
that's the reason
the way your body tells me what to do
the way you control your waist and mimic all my moves
the way i can survey your body and treat it like food
that's the reason
how you more or less dress a little more in the less
but you do it the best, a sophisticated temptress
that knows how make you want more without her becoming any less
that's the reason
the way you never forget that one slight twerk of your neck
that makes me certainly forget
all the thoughts was was helping me hold that one back
that's the reason
the way your always so willing
the way you arch up toward the ceiling
because absolutely everything about you is so appealing
that's the reason
that's the reason i stay
that's the reason i give
that's the reason i have no issue jumping up from my homeboys crib
that's the reason i try to...
be more than...
inside you...
a few of the reasons why i love you
the reasons why i got you.