Black Poetry : Mind Sex

Luver2B

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May 11, 2004
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It's like a song that only you can hear
Just like red lips pressing at your frontier
Faucets turned on upstairs
Just to wet your downstairs
Words displayed at your gate
Acknowledged like good taste
Knowledge dropped from the dome
Hypnotized like rim's chrome
Vibration of your drum
Makes you hot like sweet rum
While news from my sensors
Hit your mind’s receptors
Your start to wonder if I knew your past
Am I the one who will free you at last
Will I bring your body out of anonymity
Do I have all the tools to dig your symmetry
Can I be
Will I see
All things you've been afraid to state
All the sweet crevasses your ex forgot to taste
All the sweaty sheets you never felt in place
All the naughty faces you’ve wanted to face
All of your body being touched at right pace
Mind sex
Right sex
 

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