I am waiting for you...your heart continues to dial my flow
Tickling my emotions...with every pen stroke
Taste the authenticity and rise to my lows
Get high off my desire to make your mind blow
Would you pick me up tonight and read between the lines
Open my envelope and pour yourself inside
Explore it's contents and flex with every line
Drain me of ink and let it spill over your eyes
Lay me down between your pages...so we can make poetry...
Write me over a thousand times and recite my lines boastfully
Maybe we can show the world let's dance to the potency
Drown in my surround sound of passion and absorb me totally
Promise me you'll never turn the page
Wander within the absence of my escape
Squander and crawl in and out the theme is to erase
So take your pencil and let your calligraphy drip on my face
Let us draw eachother and wrap ourselves in the aroma of my speech
Let me tell you a story as I embrace your masc-ulin-ity
Run your fingers down the veins of my paper...please
I promise you baby...this will be a good read!
Sincerely....
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