Slidin off the flick...

What if my tongue couldn't hold in the way it felt to say a few things that sit behind my truths.  Let's say the thoughts i have found an opportunity to speak as I tasted the way I'd wanna feel u... Slidin off the flick from the tip teasin reason of how we could click... My end lookin at it from my angle for my view winds up in my rib... So, what if my smile seemed a lil different when air moves from in between us jus so life could happen... In a moment where tastebuds ain't gotta find themselves retractin... I jus believe if u sat on my heart like a sit n spin n felt its vibe pulsate vibrations through ur tenderness ur will to play will want even that much more of me... I'm jus sayin, if I were to speak up on another level of interest to set the mood free... Would u listen without hearin n slow me to show u what it is I see when touch connects the feel of us... Creatin the beginnings of trust... But that is if I open up to get u closer than than our crazies can intertwine... Talkin about life...