Lips Like Hers

I never kissed lips like hers

The way they connect and the way they curve

When she smiles, the way they shift

Can give a down heart a lift

And a smile from them is a gift

When she licks her lips everything stops

They command attention, watch

I never tasted lips like hers

If I were a cat, you would hear me purr

My spine even misses the touch

Cause the feeling they get leaves em needing a crutch

And when she kisses she does it so perfectly

Its crazy how those lips touched me

When I think of her I think of them

And how everything else around gets dim

And when we kiss they’re all I see

Because kissing those lips is where I wanna be

Those lips those lips

Man I just wanna take a dip

And since that 1^st moment I’ve been wanting them back

To put my lips under attack

Will I ever again get that chance?

The answer lies in her glance

I never experienced lips like hers

The kind to turn my eyes blur

Meaning I’m not focused on nothing but those

And how I wanna be a picture, hold that pose

If I could feel, if only one more time

I would go to jail for that passionate crime

Yes, for lips like hers

In a Box

In a Box

Sly as a fox

My style isn’t boxed

They wanna put it in a box to understand better

Slice it up like cheddar

But why cut up the whole?

To fit it in a boxed bowl?

Why not take it as is

I mean you wouldn’t over water grits…

Everyone wants separation

Didn’t we get over that with segregation?

It can be long or short

Telling a story sending you through a teleport

It can just flow with no point

Or it can be a musical joint

Its poetry, who cares what kind

Sly as a fox

My style isn’t boxed

Is yours?