Black Poetry : I can do it this way too

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now that my verse is in its prime
let me come at you with rhyme
filling my lyrics to the brim of your cup
hoping my love letters fill you up
body swaying to and fro
gazing with the dewy eyes of a doe
envisioning myself on a beach
the stars the moon within my reach
kisses kiting like angels fly
your hands on my waist a ladybug on my thigh

 

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holding on to your verse tight
gripping your pen with all my might
letting black love reveal the spiritual answer
respecting the legacy of our beloved ancestors
Him rhyming hot with her
your verse and mine flowing as a river
just showing how a pretty girl rap
when Him rhythmic winds push it back
yeah as a lyrical hottie
my words got soul and body
you gonna be shook tonight
cause She know how to write it right
come on boy gone let you hoop
while i do it on a continuous hoop

 

[$$RICH$$]

now that my verse is in its prime
let me come at you with rhyme
filling my lyrics to the brim of your cup
hoping my love letters fill you up
body swaying to and fro
gazing with the dewy eyes of a doe
envisioning myself on a beach
the stars the moon within my reach
kisses kiting like angels fly
your hands on my waist a ladybug on my thigh

Now your verse hit it's prime
time you let it shine
Cup runneth over in lyrical maze
set the rhythm up on stage
letter written in poetic tune
dancing against the mystical moon
hips sway covering da temple
dripping the vast like sweet ripple
Kissing curves of rapture
reaching that place of ever after
It all in total view.

 

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boy come on with the rhyme
that blows my mind
as it lead to my inner workings
body relaxed thoughts twerking
gonna let you hit
with words large that fit
my emotions easy
night sky wet and breezy
fill me with your flow
like a shovel fills with snow
take a left at the peach tree
there is where you can reach me

 

[$$RICH$$]

boy come on with the rhyme
that blows my mind
as it lead to my inner workings
body relaxed thoughts twerking
gonna let you hit
with words large that fit
my emotions easy
night sky wet and breezy
fill me with your flow
like a shovel fills with snow
take a left at the peach tree
there is where you can reach me

Seeking, searching waiting thee
Crossing fields by da peach tree
beloveth come to me
Step out on my magical carpet
take flyte to da glass house
where we can make flames
as I gently whisper your name
Caressing the thunder of your hips
slowly I swooped into my dip
for a taste and exotic sip
cometh let it rip!!