Senegalese Twist to Loc

Give freely 
Tug of war 
Tug a ear
Fruit and cheese
Baguette on me 
Plastic knife 
Your curry to spicy 
Your brown stew
Made my mouth water 
Is it true your brown sugar burnt 
Chase's my blues
Your hand in mine 
I found something I shouldn't have
I've never been a gentleman
You a slight Brut and gentlewoman 
A letter home to my mother 
Let's me feel better about that dream
Where your back shows me the notes I forgot to take
You said it's my kitchen
I didn't know the hair can cook
I watched your peas 
Touched them wishing to throw them in the recipe you showed me
Truly I didn't know my muse was free 
You were not encaged or enraged 
You were not french, Spanish in your manners but Caribbean
I told you I'd meet you there
Pirate your thoughts and make everyone know peace in love was my purpose, 
 My love 
My heart
My hands
My food in much bigger portions for our potluck
Good luck
Breaking no legs 
Because you have power 
We can make power out of our nonsense
Non sense because I'm truly sensitive 
Sensual 
Peaking in secret 
And poetry is still a carrier bird of love.

Sincerely,
Hermaphrodites
Zues 
And Apollo landing.


Donner librement

 Tir à la corde

 Tirez une oreille

 Fruits et fromage

 Baguette sur moi

 Couteau en plastique

 Votre curry épicé

 Votre ragoût brun

 J'ai mis l'eau à la bouche

 Est-il vrai que votre cassonade a brûlé

 Chase's my blues

 Ta main dans la mienne

 J'ai trouvé quelque chose que je n'aurais pas dû

 Je n'ai jamais été un gentleman

 Toi une légère Brut et douce femme

 Une lettre à la maison à ma mère

 Laisse-moi me sentir mieux dans ce rêve

 Où ton dos me montre les notes que j'ai oublié de prendre

 Tu as dit que c'était ma cuisine

 Je ne savais pas que les cheveux pouvaient cuire

 J'ai regardé tes petits pois

 Les a touchés souhaitant les traverser dans la recette que vous m'avez montrée

 Vraiment, je ne savais pas que ma muse était libre

 Tu n'étais ni enragé ni enragé

 Vous n'étiez pas français, espagnol dans vos manières mais caribéen

 Je t'ai dit que je te rencontrerais là-bas

 Piratez vos pensées et faites que tout le monde sache que la paix dans l'amour était mon but,

 Mon amour

 Mon coeur

 Mes mains

 Ma nourriture en portions beaucoup plus grandes pour notre repas-partage

 Bonne chance

 Se casser sans jambes

 Parce que tu as le pouvoir

 Nous pouvons faire sortir le pouvoir de nos bêtises

 Pas de bon sens parce que je suis vraiment sensible

 Sensuel

 Pic en secret

 Et la poésie est toujours un oiseau porteur d'amour.


 Cordialement,

 Hermaphrodites

 Zues

 Et Apollo atterrissant.

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