Light & Sweet

Territorial call me black wolf of the night

Better yet call me Cleo-Patra

Queen of pharaohs

Narrow

Alleys I walk through.

Rivers I carry underneath my nonchalant eyes.

If I were reincarnated I'd be not a wolf but a bird

that pirouettes through the skies.

Full of energy like the strings on his guitar

I bet if this love is real we can go far.

Nah baby, I'm from Venus AND from Mars

A complex potion of sorts

contortions of emotions

that I can't quite understand myself.

Like art that's never quite finished

with black, white, green, purple and sometimes reddish...

thoughts that provoke a stampede of urges.

Like a domino effect your smell I detect...

Quizzical looks we share in between sheets,

Intertwined bodies from the tip of your tongue to the end of your feet.

Light and Sweet addicted I am to you like you are to morning caffeine.

Believe it or not a definite feen.

A feen for your voice

A feen for your laugh

A feen for the way that you make me want to dance.

Take off my shoes, loosen these screws

Turn up that song...because its never too long

before I go back to needing my fix of that... Light and Sweet.

Addicted I am to you, like you are to morning caffeine.