I taste your mind.
Licking your thoughts.
is that a memory?
Ummmm It tasted like it was.
Now a vision damn baby I’m full.
But I’m going to keep on licking.
My appetite for you is like a clock.
It keeps on ticking.
Do you mind if I keep on sticking?
Sending knowledge in your mind.
Like an R&B rhythm.
Naaw you don’t.
I can see the gloss in you’re eye’s.
Like a signature cursive font.
I know this is what you want.
I am a mind freak please don’t say you don’t.