the differences are apparent
meticulously preparing
like the thought chics put into what they're wearing
dreams i'm sharing, like me getting married
to her; please be my cherry on top of our dessert
bouquets getting tossed like a skirt
in the air needing clearance, for sure
with knots in my stomach, causing me to lose my bearing
now everything's a blur
as i plummet to where there's herring, mullets, salmon
i'm the water bearer, this land i'm the man in
ah damn it, here i am, in my aquarium, staring into her camera
a magnet attracting, every damn thing attractive
and every damn thing i'm lacking
i add it, not subtract it; i re-stack it
then come back with a bat & combat it
subtly, not dramatic or cuddly; though emphatic
uttering passionate, muttering, so incredible like dash & elastic girl
i'm rambling trying to mask the girl
then unmask the girl, that exist, but she doesn't
she was just here; no she wasn't
but she was; she is... i swear
she lives, on the tip of me lips
like mist spritz on tundra; feeding my hunger
my heart beating like conga
from here to the Congo, every man' go, nuts
for her mango; her touches
me; i just wait patiently, for she to say us
till she does, i ain't budging
cherry on top
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