A Rapper's pick-up poem

Pardon me miss,
But I just need to say that you are ohh so sexy!
I'm sure guys approach you all the time, Regurgitating those Shakespearean lines.
Their lips outlined by the pencil of temporary promises of being good to you...

But babe , let me tell you,
It doesn't get real-er than me!
Cause you see I don't have a car, house or job,
I'm a plain piece of paper with potential so build me from scratch.
Mould my substance and let my mind be an eruption of devotion to you
Cause your smile just makes me wanna serve you.
My Nefertiri.
Can I please you?

I saw you from across the room and I wondered...
Has any guy ever kissed the knees of your silent pleas to be hugged when you're flustered?
Has any guy ever kitted your smiles like a Hawaiian chain and wore it proudly around his neck?
Has any guy ever painted your thoughts on the canvas of his heart?
Protected your ideas like a gladiator as his comforting lips served as the mediator to your restless skin?

I mean, show me the man that has honoured your words.
I'll show you I can do better.
I'll eat your words whilst I eat you...I mean your mind.

From the convex cave of your independent eyes, I saw the contours of your mind...
She is a queen that has never been loved correctly.
You see , I know you've been stung by many bees.
I'm not here to rush.
I'm here to remove those needles, that are still left in you,
Soothe those swollen arteries with my blissful concern that is unending.


Believe me honey, my intentions are good.
You've baked my heart golden brown in the oven of your blushes.
Like jam, I want to spread your legs...
I mean spread your mind on the bread of my soul,
Allowing your hands to measure the length and breath of my love until it can't anymore.
Excuse my reference to bread but...
I just wanna eat you
Consume you
Breed you
Breathe you
Breed your mind as I watch you grow pregnant with the trust and honour I've inseminated in the womb of your heart

You make the similes of my heart smile:
Like birds don't sing the blues
And heart isn't like ice
And my love is not as blind as a bat.
In fact, this love is cinematic,
Visually unable to be compressed in small ways to show my affections for you.
Cause...
You make the similes of my heart smile

You've knotted the ribbons of having you firmly around my limbs.
I wanna breathe you...
your fears, insecurities, giggles and frowns.
I wanna trade in my oxygen for your essence so that I can inhale you 24/7.

And again I say...
All I wanna do is eat you.
I'm not designated to high-roller positions
But my love flows and ebbs like a tidal wave,
A river that is pure and flavoured with the oil of "everlasting."

Baby I know you've met a lot of men but I assure you them niggas is plastic.
I'm the contrast to the bullshit.
My love for you can only be categorised as a classic.
Niggas be bringing cloned versions of my intentions just to get your booty
And baby girl I assure you,
I would honour your booty,
Make love to your booty,
Smack that botaaaayyyyyyy!
Um, I mean I will respect the booty.
Sigh...
Baby girl, I know I've got rough edges but I promise you...
All I wanna do is eat you.