Cake for days that's I tend to sleep. Curves thickness like molasses. Butter smooth velvety golden tan. Yet I'm feenin for dreams eyes open. Lakes like candy just a Idea is bittersweet. To know she's undying captive in my eye. Willing or just hungry my can't deny to want to claim. Waking up yet she rides like a rodeo to a bull dying to see Red. My emotions her emotions like they yin and yang. They exclaim. Those curves don't lie. That cornbread doesn't either. The way my hands seek to ambush. To adore. To worship. Sip slow. Drunk. But like wine or something like holy water I'm just envious of the rain. To be drenched yet drowning in dreams again. Her rolling like thunder. As I become a mad man. Kisses slow. Sweet when she Archs like heaven. Heaven is a oasis. And temptation is the fever the ache I need to taste. Love a necessity yet want. I yearn and burn for her only her to notice. That buffet I can't my thoughts lose sleep for. To know even soul food like cinnamon has a weakness. Vanilla mocha stuck in my mind for days. The taste of a bittersweet illicit strawberry I become obsesse. Feenin like jodeci. Just to fall for angels juicy sweet. To know love isn't a crime. Yet I'm down for life. You heard my name like Chris breezy and I wrote a few lines now you noticed My name. Don't forget Love and poetry only came to be cuz I somehow invented the game. Got you swimming in dreams. Knuckle deep. Candy sweet. That daily dose of dopamine. Cuz I'm that medicine. You Just can't forget. Drowning every day eyes open. But you close your eyes. Just to somehow fade into me. Cuz I'm the ghost that got you lovesick for days. Sleepwalk. But I taste this infectious blush on my tongue. Strawberry sweet. But that cornbread doesn't lie. Feenin for days.