- Erotic Poetry
- Sweet Lady
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Click hereSweet lady!
I'll be a young Warren Beatty
I be good, but do things shady
Shake your rug
Pull and tug
And make you spill your coffee mug!
On this old growth
We be singing, we be both
Exhalted, triple x, double d
Single digits come to be
One and done, beneath the sun
You come in peace, and take my gun.
You is a priestess, praying arms wide
With Fortuna by your side
Cause God spoke, and he lied
That we cant overcome divide
Rest asured
In the dirt
You look good without a shirt.
With out a notion
You is the ocean
The elixer, and the potion
You kick dirt
Spit word
And still pretend to be a nerd
When you is fine and divine, and never color in between the line
Of that box, of that closet, of that place of hiding
You be small, but a stallion of a muse you be riding
Into the sunset
Like a love warvet
Riding the dopest blood red corvette.
You hear me?
- COMMENTS
TantricNinjaover 6 years agoAuthorGood questions.
As far as the rap question goes. I think we all just make language our own. 'High' poetry was right for back in the day, but it sure ain't me 2000 and onwards.
Anonymousover 6 years agoWarren, if Anette hears you, you's be in big trouble.
The question be, did rap bury poetry
or open up a new divide in which we's slide.
