Black Poetry : Club Girl in the Car

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Club Girl in the Car

Abandon cigar smoking now go to big bars hoping to find
A girl and design her world to fit mine she be one of a kind
Wanna be her first prefer she thirst for my body and kisses
Driving her home and surviving her strong perfume twistses
Her Hips, a burst of fear had to use first gear to climb a steep
Hill the streets filled with folks, freaked and thrilled over her coat keep
My eyes on the road tries to load her head with lovy dovy talk
Ugly thought on my mind about sex all night gee I need a walk
To cool off, hot like fireworks, desire perk inside my pants hard
Next traffic light gonna be a graphic sight a real chance for lard
To drip my body hot like a heater my plot is to meet her in bed
She’s a wet love I met at the club wonder can I get hug her red
Lipstick grip thick attention got me in a sick dimension of dreams
Body caught aflame in the club, had to halt in the name of love steams
Like boiling crabs, in the club my body reaches sick zones hard like
Sticks and stones quick to phone a girl’s home if her card is right
Felt strong domination tried to carry on a conversation “tonight
We had a good time I could align wine on the table and we’ll still
Be able to drink” Tried to stable the kink in my voice as my intentions build
My true sex world spin “so boo be my girlfriend” no true reply, “yeah but how
Do I tell tommy and his mommy that I love you after just a hug or two? Now
That would be a fatality and the fat reality of it all would be to call him
While having sex, I must create a story I see no great glory to let this stem
Out of control about to hold a meeting in our bedroom situatation seem flim
Flam”
 

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