these fingertips on these two hands of mine speak fluently and frequently to her mind soul and body but she can't feel my vibe she want me to use my words she want to believe these lies I see it in her eyes she wants to be mesmerized she's enthralled by the power of the tongue that's how she prefers to cum I don't mind half the time I f*** her mind with rhythm and rhyme then rock her to sleep with sweet gentle caresses but she don't get the message