Birds And Bee's Song

We wrote poems of heartbreak and cold shoulders with chips the size of grand canyon boulders and the love we sought like that romeo and juliet romance minus the intricate suicides, the life we want, hopefully together, we're pretty tight and we could tighten this with a marriage, one baby carriage and diamond ring, she makes we want to sing like I'm in the shower, I'm that comfortable and when we sat across from each other at the table and I glanced into those brown sugar eyes, the ones I think D'angelo sung of, I knew right then I wanted her, I want to stay with her for one night, change her mind as I hold her tight, love bites and bite her gently, intertwine our souls, set a pick, she rolls, both her body and her smile, giggling, as we lose control, let me take it, don't break it but it may feel that way in the morning, the dawn, can't crack the habit, back at it, like I never left what I never had before, I'm fiending, I'm giggling now, koolaid smile, extra sugar from the inter space between your hips, no way is this ending, that's a threat, as she laughs out loud, got me feeling virgin pure, show me how you do this, got me moaning verbs, tripping over my words like my letters are untied, I'm falling for her, mentally and maybe sexually, sex screams, whispers promises in her ear like she's my queen to be as we're cumming to america playing in the background, I'm taking her back down, both ways, eye wink, she could take me home anytime like a run with no strikes, whenever she's ready, can be late nights or early AM mornings, break the dawn and just chill 'cause we both cold and too old to beat around silent bushes so we get straight to the point like an underscore before a period, delirious whispers that time can't undo or tell the meaning behind quiet "I do's," does that make sense? This in like I'm in with you is fucking intense, not like like is bending intense over, you move me with your poetic telepathy, got me playing a shy roll not too familiar to my demeanor, a freak beneath my skin and between the seams, and un-did belt buckles, our worlds collided and shook the earth beneath bed sheets, and crushed linen, this crush feels so good it bring tears to my eyes, no lie, got me discovering parts of me and you I never knew existed, I missed this, I kissed bliss and it was like two clouds crashing into one another, how the hell did this happen, all the pens breaking, mind tapping, thoughts racing, you're behind the drivers seat like we're on our way somewhere beneath moon lit skies, these details, I can't leave out, let's get high on each other in front of police and serve time for it, cocaine love, tired so I sigh, I'm craving you like I'm starving to carve my tongue in your neck and draw karma sutra diagrams with my fingernails in your hand and down the middle of your back, don't pay attention to my phone going off, bbm's red flashing, or the red star of my twitter relapsing, I meant reloading, let's christen this new found feeling like holy water that would make the most beautiful roses grow, lay their angelic petals on your bed, use one to travel from your forehead all the way downtown, seal it with a kiss to your frontal lobe, let's go at like 300 or Troy or the Titans clashed, while Sade's Playlist is on repeat so much it would scratch my iPod screen and skip, knock your socks off and kicks your boots aside, and when I'm done, I leave while you slumber, without making a peep, you'd climax again in your sleep as you falsetto, hide your clothes, panties under your pillow, and we play fight as your try to retrieve them, the laughter is uncontrollable like rhythmic orgasms, lower back aches, goosebumps, and inner thigh spasms, that would make you yearn for my voice and look at your phone fiendishly every time it rang, its only our business that I made you sing like...