Interlude

Allow me to drop spoken word verbs That burn like herbs mixed with desire Cold from fear? come here and I'll breathe you fire Till you dripping wet of sweat We form puddles in the bottom of our heart is of a storm cloud set Can you feel me yet? and you can bet it's more real than any feels of gold could imply When I whisper sweet nothing so sweet while your eyes close in concentration Dedicated to these new founds infatuation with what I spit We giggle 'cause I haven't even written it yet The style came so free that I started getting it the split second before I gave And now it was just the 2 of us here to savour this moment And save our savour our spear chocolate end 'Cause I detect that you may respect it The same reverse that I do Rhyme pro sounded the high core You want it? I'm on it, 'cause I think I might like you And you like this you know something I find it odd I kiss you up to God as I thank you for you and all you do Angie Stone, we love you