MASSAG-HER... (BY KEVITO DA POET)

I SEE YOU
LAID DOWN
BACK OUT
I'M ABOUT
TO LET MY
HANDS DO
ALL THE
TALKING
YOU INTO
LETTING ME
ENTER YOU...

CAUSE I KNOW
YOU HAD A
DAY FILLED WITH
STRESSFUL SITUATIONS
I WANT TO BEGIN
TO RUB THEM
OUT LIKE
A ERASER
THEN LEAVE MY
MARK TRACING
YOUR SPINE WITH
MY FINGERTIPS...

AND AT SOME POINT
REPLACE THEM WITH
MY LIPS BUT
NOT YET
THE WETNESS
I CAUSE I WANT
TO BE FROM
TOUCHING
PRESSING
RELEASING PAIN...

INCREASING
AT THE SAME
TIME MY CHANCES
OF EASY ACCESS
INTO A SLIPPERY
RESIDENCE WITH
NO SIGNS OF DRYNESS
I'M PREDICTING... 

HER RAINING DOWN
ON ME IN THE FORECAST
JUST AFTER I...

MASSAG-HER...