What are you capable of?
What is that your hiding? What is this feeling I feel when we talk. That desire in your soul that gets blocked by your mind. The fire in your eyes doused by the love in you heart. Why let it tear this apart. Why fight the feeling inside when it wants to take over.
What are you capable of doing to me? These minds games are nuts and I don't know how long I can take my anticipation building inside
Of me, ready shake your mind and trouble your spirt. Miss slick one, excuse me... pay attention I asked you a question.. I been sitting in your class to long and I still ain't get the lesson? Are you capable of flying, can you read minds and control them, well read mines and don't control it my thoughts about you don't need to be altered but merely brought into fruition.
What are you capable of? Or you a seducer medusa? I guess not cuz only one head turns to stone whenever the thoughts of us being alone enters my dome.
Are you capable of adventure? Can I bring the thrill into your life... can I turn a no into a might, can my tongue put you in a fight, a mental one cuz you know this is wrong but my...tongue feels...soooo...oh so right. Don't call me your family or blood we are no relations..I don't give af about your man, his family or his blood I still want your relations..you see the want in my words and it scares you cuz you enjoy the show, you was supposed to been stop reading but your reading every last word..
What are you capable of? Picture painting cuz this whole time I been painting one, show me what you created with your mind, and than...show me what your capable of...
AB