New Years Wishes got me doodling your name on my hands
Temporary tattoos lead to long term plans
late night conversations/honey-dipped sweet dreams
no picket fence pressures or dolled up fantasies
We Move Slow- no need to rush
ticking clocks matter not to the hot we got
You’re like BOMB POP kisses after double dutch filled days
Sugary Strawberry Pop-LOCKS born to dark-chocolatey coated beat boxes
YOU ARE SOO FRESH
like a Neptunes beat mixed with a Tarentino plot line and Weezy’s street
2 cups of Common and a shot of Badu plus the style of Kanye//Man you do what you do
YOU’RE KINDA DIRTY
like a sand soaked bikini
on a beach in Belize lined with Top Shelf Martinis
YOU REALLY FIT ME
like a little Black dress
or a Queen with her King as 1 is to best
I KINDA DIG YOU
like a garden before Spring
with a bed full of tulips
and I WOULDN’T change a thing
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