story of an african son

Little miss Lily. Look at you walk ,lighting up the world. Sexy girl, crafting shaped by God. Now I want more than a hug, no way you leave me in the dark. You got new buddies in your court,I got benched and forgot- It's been ages since we last spoke but as I see you now it feels like I was with you yesterday... How much you've grown. Hope you still remember our days on the beach. Under the night sky you burn brighter than all the stars On top you look better than gold, worth more than life Lana plays on the pill, prophesies what our future could look like - '' Choose your next words carefully for a heart is at stake... " I couldn't say the words right so I pulled her closer and kissed her till we were sober .. I .. It's been a long time, hope you're the angel I knew.  Why do you walk alone on the beach, five minutes would be enough to make this daydream come true. You look good with what is on, better with what is not.  The waves crash ...

Touch touch, let me sneak in a little touch Crave to touch, your physique making mine entranced, Inebriated with stardust, into our bodies' temples we plunge, bodies gyrating, pivoting The banging of the headboard a call to prayer, intertwining our souls and hearts Partynextdoor on replay, a private party in this room We don't snitch on our shit, keep it on the down low, on the lips of the ones who matter Let's get intoxicated on each other tonight, secrets revealed without words Darkness scares me no more, there is light in the way you lay, In the morning faded on your godly face. Champions' breakfast of beer and eggs, We live the dreamt life behind closed eyes .. I .. Touching you seated at the back of the bus, Smiling as you bite hard on your lower lip, Backing up that ass, let me feel it fast, On the rooftop with nothing more than a Maasai Shuka, aligning our stars in the night sky, Holding you close as you whisper nasty in my ear, This is our cult, a...

Good girl of gold , lead me to the new me Hold my hand babe, it's just another day in our love Do you trust my affection, would you stand on the edge with me Smoke a blunt in public then hit a corner store for tweaks and chips Run away from the cops with a million dollar loot and dreams of three kids Would you stand in the shadows and let me watch the beautiful in your eyes Would you be my valentine's for life? Let's start the day with a kiss to your skin Morning face looking like a Saint, gently touch for your all I want to feel Slow dance you to the shower and watch as the water drops on your perfection You pull me in and hold me close Smile alittle for it always makes me feel alive Touch my lips with a finger and say, 'don't tell me, I can see it in your eyes' ... I ...I... Breakfast of beacon and eggs and a side dish of good loving and respect I watch you close like a ghost, you haunt all my dreams and nightmares You could have been with som...

Your highness, the finest, classy girl My belief in your desire making madness of my mind Your beautiful mind set perplexes the simple man Lost in your ways, a slave to your art touched by the want of your words the lust of your work Hard at it, determination is like a gift from up top In love with your grind, still yielding that super fine design No one can derail her dreams In her six-inch heels, walking over all the haters Street at heart, handling her toxins like a goddess In her grind she fights for hers Needing no direction on the road less traveled Self motivated incapable of giving in to this weakness  .. I .. A real kinky freak in a one piece Her squad tighter than Drake's verses Her company exciting, with her unique afro vibe Living life, turning up for real Taking every day as a blessing, opportunity for anticipated good, loyal to the end Not just another tattoo in a portfolio, unprecedented in her beauty, class, elegance, grace ... I... Repressing your gl...

Smile for me beautiful, you look like a star Shine up this land filled with more stress and scars Hold my hand harder for this life is too much If this was more we would be closer than friends Tonight I feel dead and your phone is m.i.a On the road searching for our soul, funny how we always end up in bed Four in the morning and all I want is you  Fell for it, fell hard for the art in her heart In the morning wake and baking to the sight of your perfection The stretch marks that make your ass a work of art Your company is bliss, self medicating you your addictive essence  Trust issues and heart issues we shoot for the moon for nothing holds us back  I see you now from the corner of my eye seated at the corner of the bed being the center of attention  Shining bright, illumination of the art in her heart .. I .. I dream of you in an enchanted castle Guards on all doors for your presence is an honor Noble is the mission connection the destination Through t...