For the longest time I’ve been looking, looking for substance.
Something to get my Sacral and Intuition going, what I call entertainment.
You and I burn the environment when we connect, funny enough we use water-like adaptation.
I time travel when we dabble, being in your presence is a blessing, and it is never ending.
Things change when we’re in a private setting, you have this tendency of closing distance.
Blurring the lines of harmless flirting to toying with our futures if we were intimate.
We naturally drop facades when the Pinotage kick in, we begin to fall into our temptation.
For a while I’ve been thinking, how it would be like if we decided to kick it.
The thoughts got me distracted with the echoes of Erykah going on and on and on and on.
The plethora of the things we have in common, I’m not ready to have you in the next life time.
Reluctant because of your burdens, let me carry your bags lady.
You treat me like your Eden, it’s the reason why I make sure your eyes are never green.
You are my orange moon in my travels as I view you from my window seat.
Your natural flow of energy screams Kemet elegance, if Nefertiti was modernistic.
Natural grace and effortlessness when you need to look better.
Your surroundings are in natural competition, trying to put you under pressure.
You’re on a whole new level, I’m also now attracted to your gravitation.
For the longest time I’ve been looking, looking for substance.
Something to get my Sacral and Intuition going, what I call entertainment.
You ask me why, I took the risk by letting Jupiter’s fire make you feel my explanation.
In these settings, it’s about, not really persuading my views and thoughts.
It’s up to you what you do with this ball in your court.