"All You Need is.."
All you need is..
..a candle lit room and a chrome wrapped boom box.
Nothing too heavy but enough to make the room rock.
Cuz if its too hard then the lovings bound to soon stop.
But pushing too far will only time back the doom clock..
So take it easy.. take a breath and lets re-stock,
Throw a line thats cheesy from Macbeths "come & be hot".
When the time is right, she'll throw an anchor from this keen dock
Fuck it.. Just for now I'm Barry Whites only seen flop.
Suck it.. Drippin' from my brow I've got the sweat down still locked.
Unlucky.. I still ain't made a move on this teen god girl copped.
"I have no idea what to fucking do.. shit..
still looking good though. Fuck it, here goes..!"
*Flushes toilet*
All I need is..
..a confidence boost to let loose on this girl.
& get attention for a sec ' from her twisting her pearls..
But then - a light pink swirl catches her chin unfurled,
& I'm a mess again.. this god damn beautiful girl!
I wish we'd met as friends.. on another plain in this world.
JUST GIVE IT A WHIRL!
But I hesistate.
I fucking hate it when I hesistate!
Cuz I never go straight for the bait, & I draw out the date,
till she stoops to her watch & tells me its late.
Not today, I'm not gonna be your reprobate..
I'm set to wait, till this diamond is set to grate.
"11:30pm? Damn.. I'll go for an uncut diamond.
Just give me something.. Ahhh, I guess this is it."
All this story needs is..
.. a man in it, some spirit and bold choices.
Instead of some kid who's content on hearing voices
In his head, from the dead? "Go ahead & feel exploited".
I'd be open to steel bars if I wasn't double jointed..
On the other side's, a doting danzel dissapointed.
Wag the finger all you like but I can't handle when its pointed..
Bones tell a tale of their own, & feel what the joints did.
So with both our loins hid, I kiss her cheek & leave..
.. fulfilled in the fact that my needs won't grieve..
.. & you see, she'll be there same time tomorrow,
waiting for ME.
"Ok, do I go to sleep? Or fast forward to tomorrow?
Choices, choices, choices.."
All you EVER need..
.. is a little imagination to tell,
a feel good tale to yourself, when you're locked in a prison cell.
-D.H.Brixton.
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