High Rise Loving

She’s pressed up against my 30ft window  
heavy bass from the bose stereo rumbles  
baby, “you know I’m from New York”
concrete jungle where dreams are made'  
my thoughts interrupted “damn”  
 
that sexy one piece with the back out  
thong bottom got her ass hanging out  
leaning left sided with one cheek flexing  
thick, curvy and solid like a mur’fucker  
eager to undress and bend that ass over  
 
hips spread out wide like a calabash jug  
her reflection visible gave me double vision  
orange muted skin tone with highlights  
loving how that thong is wedged just right  
saying “my my my what an incredible sight”  
 
Standing afar watching inconspicuously  
I’d love to hit that for the whole city to see  
news chopper flying by “overnight celebrities”  
feeling like the king of NY aka king dingaling  
I’m in a NY state of mind, its about damn time  
 
every night I’m cuffing reliving this high rise loving