Your Old Saxophone Notes (( Neo Soul Poetry ))
By: The Red Cat Jazz of Love
Drinking ,
Your notes,
Tasting,
Saxophone
Juices ,
Daddy bass.
If you give me the funk
To slam dunk you and
Beep bop
Pine o pine
Harlem soul
Rain drops to the soothing
Of brotha curiosity .
As I let this erotic tongue
Band of mine kill his cat
And run my fingers through
His thoughts and make him
Pay me attention as I sit
In his lap and shoot
Craps of I am back.
To zap my definition
And re start his ignition
That I lost around Christmas.
This unfinished business of
Southern thick thighs thanksgiving
Is tearing a smile that ran flat
A mile ago . I let you let me
Go. But as I put this juke joint
Soul in the curl of your toes
And give sheen to words afro
Lick my bowl
Squeaky,
Clean .
As I instruct the dean of love
Pattern and gave soul to flickering lanterns
And cabbage is testing the sweat of your
Pulse just racing,
Yes
Your data
Of savory is marinating me and uhm
Cherishing the break up law
Of drinking ,
Tasting ,
Your old saxophone notes.
Neo Soul Poetry Artist :
The Red Cat Jazz of Love
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