Wistful every thought of you
Clearly this is what you do
Nostalgically when on the phone
Romantically once in my arms
The scent of us yet lingers on
Sweet of silky melanin
Me atop the brightest star
You a little dying there...
Sleepyhead dare to tread
Where fools rush and lovers bed
Quenching thirst till hunger pangs
Sharing all the love you saved
Memories are forged in sin
Lustful, wanton, vixen gem
Vying for the upper hand
PIMP MY RIDE ~
I'm Disneyland!
My hardened heart
Just talks the talk
To stalk the weak
So strut your stuff
Welcome to the Player's game
Feeble mind of Love and Pain
Darryl Abdu Omari
aka 1poetsought ~ copyright 2005
Clearly this is what you do
Nostalgically when on the phone
Romantically once in my arms
The scent of us yet lingers on
Sweet of silky melanin
Me atop the brightest star
You a little dying there...
Sleepyhead dare to tread
Where fools rush and lovers bed
Quenching thirst till hunger pangs
Sharing all the love you saved
Memories are forged in sin
Lustful, wanton, vixen gem
Vying for the upper hand
PIMP MY RIDE ~
I'm Disneyland!
My hardened heart
Just talks the talk
To stalk the weak
So strut your stuff
Welcome to the Player's game
Feeble mind of Love and Pain
Darryl Abdu Omari
aka 1poetsought ~ copyright 2005