Your love makes my heart beat faster than an Escalade on gold plated rims
Cruising down Santa Monica Hills
Ocean scented breeze
Gently seducing me
Reminiscent of Bruce Leroy's chest piece
I'm caught in your matrix, 44 on my waist
Got me spinning like the barrel but ain't catching no case
Just thinking of your lips and how I can't wait to taste
Please, don't rush this moment
I'm taking it slow, can't you see
Sit back and let me inhale this fantasy
Allowing it to linger like an escapade
And in the night hour
Watch your dreams be made
-MK Colbert
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MK Colbert
MK a.k.a Maritta Kachele is a Jamaican American singer-songwriter, poet, film producer, and mental health/prison reform advocate. She loves to create new realms of exploration and enjoys writing diverse pieces.
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