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Swallow or Spit ( freaky friday freestyle)
picky... i am, when it comes to my brew
cause, not just any ole liquid will do
swirled around in my mouth to savor the taste
and let not a single drop go to waste
i have an insatiable urge to swallow words
to comprehend, and truly digest verbs
i yearn to learn things unknown
mmmm that's my spot, my pleasure zone
didactic climatic words that furrow my brow
and leave me in awed amazement saying 'Wow!
syllables of sustenance,that fascinate
sentences so soulfelt my spirit levitate
escapes,ascends distance time and space
its like calgon taking me to a euphoric place
and he does that to me adamantly
my taste buds go haywire,i get dizzy
as refreshing as a york peppermint patty
elevating, cool crisp, sweet fire and minty
his diction is a delectable treat
fiery ink dripping spicy sweet heat
succulent and saturated, tasty and nutritious
every drop he leaks is magically delicious
and i got the munchies for his sweet taste
an unquenchable thirst only his ink can sate
so metaphorically mouthwatering i salivate
lick my lips,await,craving what he creates
then i sip slowly to savor instead of gulp
struggling, fighting the urge to guzzle up
the hydrating knowledge of each verse
and for that brief moment i leave this universe
as all that is internal is conversed
and in sweet rapture we both are immersed
until my thirsty tongue can no longer wait
and began licking his lyrics with haste
reciting his words at a frantic pace
in dying thirst,an urgent need,
matching his words rhythmic flow and speed
his words spill in my mouth and drizzle down my chin
i swallow hard, then lick it off with a satisfied grin
more than just a mere desire for ink
its a physiological need to drink
BUT.....SOMETIMES.....i must admit
i also have the overwhelming desire SPIT
now before you say ewww!!jazzy,that's so nasty
and that's not conduct becoming a lady
understand :) that lil rule doesn't apply to me
see i rewrote the rulebook,when i spit poetry
a mystical and sensual poetic snake charmer
erecting attention,i'm a known thought former
seductively and lyrically licking eardrums
fiery and passionate are each word that i hum
i wanna make him think a thought like he never has before
put something on my mind and leave room to explore
cause his words take me to the highest plateau
and make my juices creatively flow
understanding is grand,comprehension is exquisite
and sometimes i simply like to marinate in it
but sweet inspiration is divine,so SOMETIMES i can't help it
ahhh!!! decisions decisions... should i swallow or spit?
****revised and inspired by strawberry vapor by luke james ***
http://youtu.be/Zcd0l9MtsI8
cause, not just any ole liquid will do
swirled around in my mouth to savor the taste
and let not a single drop go to waste
i have an insatiable urge to swallow words
to comprehend, and truly digest verbs
i yearn to learn things unknown
mmmm that's my spot, my pleasure zone
didactic climatic words that furrow my brow
and leave me in awed amazement saying 'Wow!
syllables of sustenance,that fascinate
sentences so soulfelt my spirit levitate
escapes,ascends distance time and space
its like calgon taking me to a euphoric place
and he does that to me adamantly
my taste buds go haywire,i get dizzy
as refreshing as a york peppermint patty
elevating, cool crisp, sweet fire and minty
his diction is a delectable treat
fiery ink dripping spicy sweet heat
succulent and saturated, tasty and nutritious
every drop he leaks is magically delicious
and i got the munchies for his sweet taste
an unquenchable thirst only his ink can sate
so metaphorically mouthwatering i salivate
lick my lips,await,craving what he creates
then i sip slowly to savor instead of gulp
struggling, fighting the urge to guzzle up
the hydrating knowledge of each verse
and for that brief moment i leave this universe
as all that is internal is conversed
and in sweet rapture we both are immersed
until my thirsty tongue can no longer wait
and began licking his lyrics with haste
reciting his words at a frantic pace
in dying thirst,an urgent need,
matching his words rhythmic flow and speed
his words spill in my mouth and drizzle down my chin
i swallow hard, then lick it off with a satisfied grin
more than just a mere desire for ink
its a physiological need to drink
BUT.....SOMETIMES.....i must admit
i also have the overwhelming desire SPIT
now before you say ewww!!jazzy,that's so nasty
and that's not conduct becoming a lady
understand :) that lil rule doesn't apply to me
see i rewrote the rulebook,when i spit poetry
a mystical and sensual poetic snake charmer
erecting attention,i'm a known thought former
seductively and lyrically licking eardrums
fiery and passionate are each word that i hum
i wanna make him think a thought like he never has before
put something on my mind and leave room to explore
cause his words take me to the highest plateau
and make my juices creatively flow
understanding is grand,comprehension is exquisite
and sometimes i simply like to marinate in it
but sweet inspiration is divine,so SOMETIMES i can't help it
ahhh!!! decisions decisions... should i swallow or spit?
****revised and inspired by strawberry vapor by luke james ***
http://youtu.be/Zcd0l9MtsI8
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