Chocolate Intoxicant (featuring The Don) (2017)

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Caramel charmer, 

Lavished with honor, 

Pretended to be calmer, 

Until I was seduced by a sauna, 

Lady was hotter than descriptions, 

We made moves like Egyptians… 

 

It would be X-rated if I told you 

Where Honey Dip’s lips went, 

Support for the Black fist, 

She was on that “hit it from the back” bliss, 

With a mouth made to kiss, 

Witness to the backflip, 

Now it’s sips upon hips… 

 

Mocha Brown is a trip, 

Caught up in her brown eyes, 

I’m mesmerized times five, 

She knows it too, 

As she squeezes my lower region 

To see things through…

 

Butterscotch with locks, 

My freckled spectacle had me hard as a 

Complicated math equation, 

I was engulfed by her art of persuasion, 

Cleverly placed curves, 

Had me contemplating permanent relations…  

 

Dark Chocolate certainly sparked it, 

With her permission, 

I certainly knew where to park it, 

You see, I was her target, 

She wanted to climax before the world ends, 

So she could run back and tell all her girlfriends… 

I was dethroned by a Red Bone, 

My last name I wanted her to own, 

But after she sucked me dry, 

She eloped with my clone, 

I was alone… 

 

But not for long, 

As I picked up my phone, 

High Yellow dug my poems, 

Wanted me to bone, 

We made melodies to her moans, 

I kept it discreet, 

Didn’t want to alarm the gnomes, 

That, and the children were home…

 

Oh Lord, I’ve sinned again, 

This time with Cinnamon, 

She was like, 

“Can I take you for a spin again?” 

Who was I to deny her, 

Her love flames were certainly desired, 

You’re talking to the Don, 

So you know what transpired…

 

But before I could budge, 

Here comes Ms. Fudge, 

She wanted us to make art 

On the rug by her fireplace, 

I was fixated on her entire face, 

Like, that “Black is Beautiful” 

Plastered a billion times all over cyberspace, 

Could the Don overpopulate a race of aliens? 

Back when I was a young hellion, 

There was no telling…    

 

No matter what they tell you, 

Get it through your pupils

All the way through your cuticles,  

Black is beautiful, Black, Black is beautiful, 

Black is beautiful, Black, Black is beautiful…

DeJuan Cuffee