I’m moving all the way down,
Motions and emotions
You tell me to keep going,
But I stop right…there.
Have I ever told you that your body
And not just any beautiful, more like
The kind that lingers long after one closes their eyes.
Art, changing a non-believer;
Perfect specimen, sexual healer.
You go to hide away,
I pull your hand away,
Baby, I know you…
I love that body like it owns me,
From each curve of your legs, to the sounds your mouth makes,
No dusk nor day break
Can keep you from my head space.
I just wanted to remind you…