Rasta lady

Your eyes are like the night sky Amazing to view My body tingles When I'm thinking of you Those cute dreads of yours and how your juicy lips Delivers your words I understand I can't be ya man Yet a friend you can vibe with til the very end We can take explicit journeys Through this artwork I can make you tingle baby no hard work Two people brown as oak Me and you A queen and a local troop Your pieces like none other Your body so warm Sparks travel through my spine while I got you in my arms We can do this Put you in positions that make you too wet I wana hear you moan my name I wana hear King come from a Queen I wana make you comfy Grab me tight while you coming Lift ya legs up put my head down And never pull my head up Til you surrender And I'm in ya Going slow or going fast From the front from the side from the back Incense sticks burning And long convos never felt like this We can go Farther go harder For starters can We kiss? I can make you feel it in your ribs Together we can tremble we can mix We can sweat we can flinch we can lick We can swim we can fly away Even if only for a moment Even if you said no I'd still be here for ya Still Adore ya And when you get big don't forget the boy from under Just know I always wanted something else When I asked you questions To shy to say what's on my mind So I'd go a different direction And we never got that session And you never got my message Until now Still maybe we can hang out later down the road Or ride the town When the people around is less Or maybe we could just text or Whatever Maybe I could just hold you once more Look you in the eyes and explore Be that shoulder that soldier Maybe I'll send you this letter and never hear a peep Maybe it's better off if I forever held my peace Dear Rasta Lady Queen don't forget the Dreadlock King!