"Professor Carey"
Lost in the...
Pool of her deep blues, I slipped on the slope
Calculation was off, and miscarried the hope
I observed Ms Carey,
Her gold complexion would mesh well with the rows..
Of diamond studded hearts, worn on the cuffs of my coat
As Winter pass, Spring birds began to utter their notes
love ballads. Charlatans of the sky flapping their oats
Fly muhfuckas.
As if us bipedal can repeat their higher standards, you know?!
It's testing me. She's testing me, fo’ sho’
Dress pressing deeply against her flesh. Digging the dips and summits;
Tits and buttocks.
migrating monarch at the pit of the stomach
Summoning something I'd soon to regret
a boner!
Oh shit!
Excavating an elusive t-Rex.
Perfume perusing the soils beneath.
Blood rushed
reaching the tip of my coiled reprieve.
*Deep breath*
I sipped on my coke.
As close to a hands-on experience of her bottled esteem
Trying to figure out a solution to this problem between..
no legs to stand on
A stand off. She knew it.
Her candor. My seam, .
Torn. Crotch gathering an onset of steam.
Her blonde locks locking in
A problem? Believe, muhfuckas!
My chance reflects her physique
Slim waistline wasting no time
The hours are bleak
Hours turn to Minutes
Minutes to seconds;
Second guessing my needs
Education or Ms Carey’s leggings?
Sammy, u freak!
She came.
She saw.
She seized.