“Every Time, HE plays” © Khalilah Yasmin
You’re making me feel poetic as I move to your beat,
I’m infatuated with your sound and my body goes weak,
when you speak, when you play, when you come in my view…
I’m acoustically, hip hop, up tempo and in grooved with you…
when you play, your creativity flows in my being,
It’s your aura, your intellect and your vibe that I’m seeing.
You make it easy to express myself, I touch myself when I dance,
Pretending I don’t notice you, and only taking one glance…
I’m losing myself in your Jazz, And your Boss Nova groove,
you’re seducing me with your music, when you come into view.
My “Underground” is yearning to feel your “Music” in me,
I’m free when you hip hop, and acoustically move me…
you sooth me, and we are in tune though you don’t even see me stand,
You don’t know my name, but we bond and for those moments you’re my man.
Though we’ve never touched, you have hold of my hand,
lead me down your rhythm, throw me into your sand.
You’re hypnotizing me with every creative beat
I’m infatuated with your sound and my body goes weak
when you speak, when you play, when you come into view.
I’m Rhythm and Blues, Classical, when I’m in groove by you.
Though it will never be real, if I just have to wish,
as we erotically, acoustically, “HIP HOP” into a kiss.
I’m lost and don’t want to be found in this lover’s maze
I make love to the DJ, in my mind, every time he plays.