The Write Way to Die

Damn, baby
You make me look down
And smile

Fascinations gyrating
Predatory in the dark
Taking hold of my life essence
Refueling adolescent
Prepubescent
Infatuations with the girl next door
Where the romanticized polyester floor
of my momma’s basement
Moonlights as rose petals
A ghetto gospel
To the resourceful vigorousness of youth
As we learn
Just what it is
That adults do
When they do
What they do

But nostalgic callbacks to the garden of Eden
Leave heathens confused
Because the fruit of the knowledge of Good and Evil
Bear seeds of seduction
Intoxicating fire within veins
Scorching shadows into walls of shame
Flash burning infatuation into the
Days
Months
Years
I spent without knowing

The second our eyes locked my soul was lost forever
The minute our mouths stopped my mind lost all measure
The hours our hearts synced my lust was ripped together
Salty sweet tongue, silver capped rot
Wolf smile chiseled into rock
Heart beating
Heavy breathing
Got me seein somethin that you not
Words that shouldn’t be associated with the likes of you dance behind my eyelids
Their sinful nature hidden within the inky blackness of my imagination
Subliminal creations known only to one, but one too many
And while “friendly” could be used to describe some actions
Attraction
Combined with those actions
And their respective reactions
Get retracted
redacted
and misconveyed
When hugs get a little too low
And work ends a little too late
How was my day?
I mean it was ‘aight
Playing hide and seek with the truth
Saying I love her
And I need her
But I want you

So,

Baby

What the fuck are we gon do?