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