On the depth of your stature
The curves of your structures
Your cheekbones velocity
Each time I glimpse I'm in flight
Pardon me off my own recognizance
I inhaled your endearing innocence
When the boldness of our greeting took place
Each moment our vision met
The perfect trap song embodied my silhouette
As I mentally tasted the chocolate from your skins components
(Shea butters and powder disguised in the softest musk)
Taller than I remember
The attraction drew me in like an artist to their canvas
Midnight in Sistah Souljah novels
The 2pac charm in my poetic justice
I fell short
Of staying locked and loaded
Lackingly impressing as my tongue compressed my throats canal
Swallowing the passion waves
Dictating my shying days
Escaping from my thighs enrage
I simply waved goodbye
In the marketplace
Of our connection
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