Poetry: How Does It Feel? - Akua Naru

If love had a sound

This would be that sound

Love

Love yeah

We would be the band to play it

My ghetto butterfly flew away from me

I wait patiently by windows and doorsteps

Play make believe as my tears poor chest

Won't succeed to breathe if not the hear of you

Surely there hasn't never been a shade so blue

A stank attitude so not mad at you

Not a magnitude to encompass the latitude

Of my love for you

No space or time compatible

What do I have to do

What do I have to do

My friends say I got it bad for you

I do but there's nothing in

This world I would rather do but you

Hey I want to make love to your existence

Drenched in the colors of your energy

Then masturbate to the memories

I wanna lose myself inside yourself

Until you find me confine me to the freedom of your prison

Exist in the same space same time

Combine

Until your thoughts slow grind with mine

Combine

Until your thoughts slow grind with mine

Combine

Until your thoughts slow grind with mine

My I want to drink the sweat off your intellect

Reflect and watch your light passion off my neck

Caress the sight of your presence with no question

Undress to the nakedness of love pure love

I want to make love to my soul mate

My soul mate

Make love to my soul mate

My soul mate

Make love to my soul mate

S**t

Yeah I wonder how does it feel

To make love to your soul mate

Kind of like writing poetry till climax

Till the point and place where our space and time match

And we 'cross divine paths

Tell me would you like that

How would like that

Tell me would you like that

Now would you like that

Tell me would you like that

Would you like that

Tell me

I wanna love you more than madly

Wrap these legs around your words

Until your speech is straddled deep gladly

Swim the currents of your vibrations

Be separate and one

With the same meditation

The same meditation

This is poetry

If love had a sound this would be that sound

And we would be the band to play it