Baby I need you
The way my body clings to
The rhythm of your voice
It’s like I have no choice
But to pay attention
Closely listen
To the tone and diction
My body predicting
Your intention
As my temperature has risen
To the highest altitude
Body feeling kinda rude
Passionately
He’s left a bruise
Compelled I can’t refuse
Screaming so loud
The vibration blew a fuse
So use your tongue to untwist me
Arms to uplift me
Eyes to lure and tempt me
Private part for my fixing
Moore Consciousness, Confidence, and Clarity For The Collective. 