Intimate Friends
Wtf is sex w/o communication
I mean I wish I could meet a shawty and have sex with no hesitation.
But the s**t don’t work for me you see.
I like it the way I see it done on the tv.
I talk to her she talk to me and we engage in each other actively.
Not knowing who I’m dealing with makes me go about this passively.
I mean, physicality always there but with the lack of verbal validity,
It makes my stomach turn as if I ate foods with too much acidity.
Bringing forth these questions and concerns is a quick way to get rid of me.
Rid; myself of these thoughts of what I didn’t do vs what I did.
They're pointless because I only act in according to the pyramid.
Or triangle.
Body, spirit, mind.
Without two of the three, you’ll surely be left behind
Yes, you can bet you’ll certainly be out of my mind,
And out of sight.
But if you change your mind,
Let me tell what’s going down tonight.
I know you into me but I’m trynna know the inner you,
Before I take this pleasure package out and deliver it into you,
It start making you wobbly,
No mortal kombat but your body saying to finish you,
And I’ll do just that my dear,
Like scorpion said “get over here”,
As I grab you by the waste,
I look into your face,
And I see you gasping for air and dropping a tear as I pull you near.
Ain’t no doubt It’s beautiful love making that we doing here.
Copyright © Isaiah Stratton | Year Posted 2021
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