THE SILENCE OF SATISFACTION... (BY KEVITO DA POET)

3 AM FALLING TO THE BED
CRAWLING OUT OF CLOTHING
LOUD MUSIC RESIDUE
GOT MY EARS RINGING
BARELY ABLE TO
HEAR THE RINGTONE
FROM HER CALLING
GRAB THE BLUETOOTH
BEFORE I MISS
MS. CALLED RIGHT ON TIME
MUST HAVE READ MY MIND
WHEN I WAS LIKE
I'M FEELING A TYPE OF WAY
WISH I HAD HER HERE
BUT I WOULD SETTLE FOR
A LITTLE PRETTY RICKY
IF SHE CAN MAKE IT...

5 IN THE MORNING
AND SHE GOT ME
PERFORMING LIKE DEMOS
NO JOYSTICKS OR CONTROLLERS
I PLAY WITH MYSELF
WHILE SHE MOANS
SPERM BUILDS UP LIKE
BLOCKS CALLED LEGOS
SHE KEEP TELLING ME NO
WE NOT SUPPOSED TO BE
DOING THIS, YOUSA BAD ASS
I'M NOT YOUR FRIEND NO MORE
BUT THE MORE I SAY
YES YOU ARE
THE HARDER AND FASTER
WE GO...

UNTIL ITS JUST YES
YOU SOUND SO GOOD
OVER THE PHONE
WHEN YOU MOAN
YES I CAN FEEL IT
THROUGH MY BONES
LIKE WE BONING
OR JUMPING THEM
YES RIGHT THERE FEELING
LIKE I'M RIGHT THERE
WHEN I'M ABOUT TO EXPLODE
YES I'M ABOUT TO CUM
AND YOU CAN HEAR ONE
AFTER ANOTHER WHEN
I START TO GRUNT
BUT WHEN I'M DONE
NOTHING TO HEAR JUST
THE SILENCE OF SATISFACTION...;-)