Poem #2...

"What up, luv?"

'Ole boy got my mind a racin'
Spittin' a new type of slang
Dat ooey gooey stuff
Hormones outta control
He doin' it to me
And he prolly don't know
Talkin' wit dat country twang
Tellin' me all da thangs I wanna hear
A southern gentleman
Wit a touch o' hood, a dash o' heart, a heap o' soul
Somethin' so simple as his voice gets me goin'
Havin' me thinkin' to myself
Gotta big 'ole Kool-aid grin on my face
Wantin' to know his flava
Got me doin' thangs I wouldn't normally do
Putting words on paper to describe my feelings?
R u forreal?
"Just write what you feel"
Easier said than done, of course
Searching for adequate words to fill the blank space
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Words cain't do justice to dis feelin'
I think of him and my being yearns for more
I hear dat phone ring; my heart does a back flip
Dat voice...OOO WEE!!!
Those three words.....(sigh)
Sweat comes and goes
For those deemed as 'temporary'
So easy to evaporate or simply wipe away
But that internal feelin' he gives me
Dat's what's up!
And he hasn't even touched me
Got me speakin' in another tongue
Wee, wee, wee!
Man, he killin' me!
And I'm lovin' it