Fe me Jamaican gurle....Mistress of the Stroke
she ain't 'fraid
a no duppies
in the midnight
comin to steal
her soul
she gonna dance
a slow whine
in a tropic heat
she ain't a scared
of the backroads in the
birthplace of visions
that now unfold...
she gonna dance
a slow whine
in her bare feet
she ain't a wantin
for nothin
she be the
vessel of life
self-contained
she gonna dance
a slow whine
in a burnin sand
before she cum
she came hard/fast/smooth
the way she move
her waist was
pre-ordained
she gonna dance
a slow whine
in her native land
she gonna tangle
micro braids with
funky dred
locks and drink sexy
from his ice box
and whine it up
slow
arousin/touchin passion fires
while she dance...
solo
alyce, 2001
she ain't 'fraid
a no duppies
in the midnight
comin to steal
her soul
she gonna dance
a slow whine
in a tropic heat
she ain't a scared
of the backroads in the
birthplace of visions
that now unfold...
she gonna dance
a slow whine
in her bare feet
she ain't a wantin
for nothin
she be the
vessel of life
self-contained
she gonna dance
a slow whine
in a burnin sand
before she cum
she came hard/fast/smooth
the way she move
her waist was
pre-ordained
she gonna dance
a slow whine
in her native land
she gonna tangle
micro braids with
funky dred
locks and drink sexy
from his ice box
and whine it up
slow
arousin/touchin passion fires
while she dance...
solo
alyce, 2001