Aisha M Johnson
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He grooves me; got my heart skipping beats.
Did he just lick my ear with a rim shot.
Oops, was that an A # I just missed?
Lost the rhythm, but found a new melody in his kiss.
He has got me scatting ba du ba de
I am as moist as any reed and he plays me like the key to his saxophone.
He calls my name; I hear his baritone.
Right before he touches my acoustic soul, I stop him.
I have a confession to make:
Lost my virginity to hip-hop!
Messed around on him with the mic
He wasn’t mad and we stayed tight.
Now I am in love with soul, the neo type.
He is an ...