BORDERING ON SEXIN... (BY KEVITO DA POET)

THESE TIGHTS
SHE WEARING
SO THIN
SHE SHOULDN'T
BE LEGALLY ALLOWED
OUT WITH THEM 
LET ALONE
ON THE DANCE FLOOR
FURTHER MORE
WE GRINDING AND
I HAVE THESE
LINEN PANTS ON
FEELING LIKE
THERE IS NOTHING
BETWEEN US
BORDERING ON SEXING...

I CAN FEEL
THE MOISTURE
AS IT BUILDS
MAKING EASIER
TO KEEP PACE
CAUSE EVEN IF
I STAYED STILL
SHE SO SLIPPERY
BETWEEN THE LEGS
THAT IT MAKES
HER SLIDE SO ELECTRIC
ON MY POLE
THAT SHE GOT
ME THINKING
SHE SHOULD BE
STRIPPING FOR
A LIVING... 

BUT JUST GETTING
THIS PRIVATE DANCE
ISN'T ENOUGH TO
PUT OUT THE FIRE
INSIDE MY PANTS
SO HOT NOW
THE ONLY WAY
TO BE COOLED
DOWN IS IF
I SKINNY DIPPED
IN HER OCEAN
DO SOME DANCING
WITH HER WHILE
GETTING WET
CALL IT
SYNCHRONIZED
SWIMMING...

MUSIC'S OVER
OFF THE WALL
BUT STILL CONNECTED
AT THE HIP LIKE
SIAMESE TWINS
NO MOVING
BUT THE RHYTHM
IS STILL EXISTING
IN OUR PRIVATE
REGION LIKE
TAKING HER PULSE
WITH MY THERMOMETER
GOT CHOCOLATE FEVER
DESTINED TO BE
SICK IF I CAN'T
SEX HER EITHER
OR END UP WITH A SERIOUS
CAUSE OF BLUE BALLS
WITH A HARD ON... ;-)