I know it’s not right
for me to be feeling you like this,
to think of you all the time,
losing myself in your exhilarating
and tasteful design,
my emotions flowing
like pure, thick honey
in the oceans of my massive,
melodic instrument.

You invent the most
sensational bassline,
entrance me with your monster engine,
your rotating rhythm,
your smoking swagger,
pulling me inside the streets
of your **** soul,
bringing me closer to ecstasy
as I glide through your rhyming realm.