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the thing is that when i'm "thinking thoughts” as my best friend says
most of the time i find my thoughts wandering to him
but lately i had been in rehab, right,
and last night seeing him made me have a relapse
so i'm back like an addict wants crack
and i need my need to be fulfilled
I don’t care if what I feel for him is real
I just need him to be beside me
Inside me
Where he used to fit so perfectly
So vividly
Making love to my mind from behind first
And then penetrating me
That’s why he has me hooked
I am an open book to his thorough search of my recesses
When he is my teacher I am the first one in from recess
I’m tired of playing games
Naming names
Listening to he said she said
And baby mama drama
I want you to be where you used to be
Beside me behind me on top
Just ride me
Eat me
Because I am hungry for your love
And I’m tired of the push and shove
Push and shove
of trying to get over you
Ignore you
Make believe that you never existed
Never gifted
This beautiful body
With inches that a ruler cannot span
That Almond Joy flavored
Bust a nut on my tummy
To let me know that you are my man
As I watch you melt in my mouth and my hands
Oh, but I forget myself
I am only nineteen I am not allowed to let my body melt
Like hot caramel pressed against an apple
Wrapped around an apple
As the Popsicle stick is pressed into its center
sh*t,
I remember
When I couldn’t paint these pictures
With my mouth
You taught me how to do things
You made me want to oochie wallie and go down south
Like Nas commanded
i'll go down but i promise that i won't cum up empty-handed
Swirl you around like a mint Tootsie Roll in my mouth
Let you enter my house
My palace
Let you mop my pearl walls
With your tongue
Until they are soaking wet
And I have come undone
You see I’m addicted
Tired of being neglected
Wanting to see if I can still
Contain, maintain, and pleasure it
I remember once you let me measure it
But my ruler wasn’t big enough
Back then I use to blush
Now all I remember is the rush of blood
Flowing to other places
Me aching, moaning, begging
Underneath your ministrations
And I was in love with the senses of you
Every taste, touch, smell, sound, and look that you gave me
Continued to amazed me
You were like Maxwell Coffee, “Good to the Last Drop”
Like Joe I st-st-stuttered and begged you to stop
As I begged you to enter me again
You are why I don’t think badly of all men
Because in between my “yes yes”
And your
“Damn, this is good”
The look in your eyes said “I love you”
And I knew you understood
That even though I gave my cotton candy
Freely to your circus at the zoo
You are not Aladdin
I am not Princess Jasmine
And we will both not be Abu
And play the Lover and the Fool
Flying to the moon on your magic carpet
Because there is no way
That I can let myself
really
fall in love with you
and so i’m back in rehab
thinking thoughts
wondering
wondering
how do I get back the time i’ve lost
by being
addicted
to you
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