INSTRUMENT OF LOVE

[Borat]

Maybe I can get some feed on this in here. it's poetry but... I'm looking for honest feed. help if you can...


She was his first, she was his last, and he loves music.

He met rhythm, read her lips like music notes,
Their eyes tied to each others tongues,
Danced the tango while shallow talk was sung.

She said she was big into music and knew how to use it.
Had his heart strung out played it like an acoustic.

If a man falls, for love in a chorus does he
Make a sound? Inside he'll scream it loud,
But never let a peep out.

That is until about three songs in,
When he decided to un-zip his skin,
Un-buckle his rib-cage and let her settle in.

He'll sell you his heart if the tempo's right.
I've seen it before; he walk's up and down the street
Selling love… the cost, ten minutes of your time.

So lady, Pull up a lap and settle in.
Cause this ten minutes, could last a lifetime.
That is if he's doing it right.

If he can wear music,
The way the moon wears the night,
The way some songs, deliver chills to our hearts.
Then he is doing it right.

And if you can hold your breath for the time
It takes to find a man that wears the same
Mood as his instrument.

Then you can finally understand when I
Pipe up and sing!
“She was my first, she is my last, and I… Thank God. I love music.â€

[Jesodist]

Nice imagery metaphors and comparisons bro. Your flow was on point you sticked to a topic. Nice drop homie.
I feel less man reading this poetry shit,
but i compensate myself caz its still rap and rhymes.
Keep droppin more bro.
This some creative shit right here.

[Borat]

Thanx for the feed dog. uppin for more feed.