yeah
yeah
love
make..
love
i told you
we will ba a band to play
my ghetto butterfly flew away from me
i wait patiently
by windows and doorsteps
play make believe
as my tears pour to chest
won't succeed to breathe
if not the hear of you
surely there's never been a shade so blue
a stank attitude so not mad at you
not a magnitude
to encompass the latitude
of my love for you
no space or time compatible
what do i have to do
what do i have to do
oh.my friends say i got it bad for you
i do.but but there's nothing in this world i'd rather do
um..but you
i want to make love to your existence
drenched in the colors of your energy then masturbate
to the memories
i wanna lose myself inside yourself
until you find me
confine me to the frreedom
of your prison existing
the same space same time
combine until your thoughts slow grind with mine
combine until your thoughts slow grind with mine
combine until your thoughts slow grind with mine
my..
i wanna drink the sweat of your intellect
reflect and watch your light passion off my neck
caress the sight of your presence with no question
undress to the nakedness of love
pure love
i want to make love to my sloumate
my soulmate
make love to my soulmate
my soulmate
make love to my soulmate
shit...
i wonder
how does it feel to make love to your soulmate
kinda llike writing poetry till climax
till the point and place where our space and time match
and we crossed divine paths
tell me would you like that now
now would you like that
tell me would you like that
would you like that
tell me would you like that
would you like that
match you again now
tell me..
would you like that
tell me would you like that
now would you like that
tell me would you like that
would you like that
tell me..
i wanna love you more than madly
wrap these legs around your words
until your speech is straddeled deep
gladly.swim the currents of your viberations
be seperate and one
with the same meditation
same meditation
you know what
this...
right here
is poetry
yeah...
would you mind
we gotta play on the saxophone now
hey...
if love
if love had a sound
this would be that sound
and we..well
we..
we...we'll be the band
to play it