Like a rose with no thorns

The ocean without the moon

The desert without the sun

Ying without yang

Love without passion

Let my words fill you up

Let my rhythm move you

Let my voice linger in your mind as I serenade to you

Do my words excite you?

Can I go higher for you now?

Black child with a muse

Like an Afro on a sunny day

I’ll spring you up to word porn

But darling, fasten your seat belt

Take a route to nothing but words