Leave me to be

Allow me to soak in, and absorb your rich medium,

 Falling into the grips of your energy; your flow

I’m disappearing, equipped with sophisticated tactics

Evading all organic life in such revitalization all while I drift in the belief of you

Whisper me your thoughts, seduce my eardrum with the slick beat of your tongue

 Does that sleek move perceive your world?

Are you telling me just what I want to hear?

Cuz’ babygirl… I’m listening…

Tease my pinna with nibbles and metaphors of your life

Let me listen to the fluency of your flow as we drop out of it,

Mesmerized by our tones, and smooth characters in sensual decibels

 I’ve become deaf to the orchestra of the outer rims,

My soul reverberates with your syllables,

Producing a repetition of uncommon notes and tenor…

And, babygirl, I’m alive here…

Place your initials on that spot you love…

Ink me with your kisses that’ll last forever, engraving your struggle on my scars just to show the war was worth it

The war was worth it…

And that strength that you had, now possesses me as if I’m Regan Macneil

Only change is, that I don’t escape your possession, your energy protects me

So let it get sensual engaging it sexual

Forgetting the pen,

 The pad,

 Let me use you neck for my words,

And tease your pinna with my metaphors, so you can feel,

 Your flow…