CHICA

Tell me Chica
Tell me 'mamacita'
Didn't you wish for those times
when I tested your waters,
amid your highs
Didn't you wish for those chimes
when I tasted your waters,
between your thighs
To last for six more times
Six more,
Or much longer than 'mara sita'
Because I have never
forgotten to remember,
How the jini in you,
Was held behind my bars
Long after the amber sights had fallen
Long after the sun's rays had stayed at bay,
Long after you begged,
And begged
For long cucumber forbidden
And shortly after
You called me Ray papa
Shortly after
You had wide opened,
The gates for me
Oooh for me!
Shortly after
like Alibaba,
You had me say the magic words
'Open sesame'
Tell me Chica
Weren't you there,
When I stopped you
And stopped your own self
From hunting for rare pleasures
But you kept on,
And kept on,
Stirring and stirring my loins
Didn't you hear me say,
That 'sikuwa sawa'
With drinking your sweet bitter sours
With drinking from your frothy wells,
Defended by jasmine bushes,
I don't know Chica
If you remember all of that,
If all of that still rekindles
What we once had for romance
I don't know Chica
If all of that still rekindles
What we once had for romance,
What I can't really say,
Is if I will ever have
Better showers,
Than yours and mine
If I will ever have
Better flower,
Like you
What I know Chica
Is that that man,
You call
Your lover,
Will never give you,
My Roman romance!
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