JUST REMINISCING........

I KNOW THAT I AIN'T SHIT
BUT I AM THE FERTILIZER THAT IS
NEEDED TO MAKE YOUR PETALS BLOOM.
I KNOW THAT U WANTED ROSES ON A PIANO,
BUT BABY, I WANTED TWO LIPS(TULIPS) ON AN ORGAN(GET IT?).

UR SKILLZ ARE TIGHT, IN NO WAY WACK.
BUT ITZ UR LYRICAL WAYS DRAWS ME IN
LIKE A FAT KID AND CAKE.

IS THERE PASSION TO BE RELEASED? MAYBE
WOULD IT BE FUN FOR US? MAYBE
DO UR WORDS MAKE ME HARD? DEFINITELY

I PICTURE THE WAY THAT U CARESS THE KEYS AS U TYPE
AND WONDER IF THE SAME CARE IS PUT UPON A LITERATE LOVER?
HMMMMMM.........?
DOES YOUR BROW FURROWS IN CONCENTRATION?
DO U IMAGINE THE PENETRATION
OF UR WORDS INTO MY MIND?
DO U REALIZE THAT AFTER UR DONE TYPING MY ONLY RELEASE IS TO DO A DEEP HEARTED SIGH.

A SIGH OF JOY, OF YEARNING, OF LUST
AS I THINK OF UR HEAVING BUST.
I SURRENDER MY MIND AND MY DESIRE
WILL U PROMISE NOT TO TREAT MY HEART LIKE "STRINGER" FROM "THE WIRE"?