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The Names Have Been Deleted
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Names Have Been Deleted
©1998, Mwalim
2/6/98
I believe that some things
are betterif left to the imagination
So, I will not run down my resume
Because
I've got nothing to sell.
With me you just need to trust
your instincts.
You might want to know more, but
The names have been changed
to protect the satiated,
'cause real bad boys move in silence
I'm not gonna tell you
That I know the right incense to burn
I'm not gonna tell you that I know the best way to light the room
with candles to set a mood
I'm not even gonna tell you
That I've figured out all of your right places
from watching you at dinner.I'm not gonna tell you that I have a cassette
with one side marked "FORE" and the other side marked "PLAY"
I'm not gonna tell you how the music is programmed just right,
Donny Hathaway, John Coltrane, Isaac Hayes, Barry White, Prince...I'm not gonna tell you what's on the "PLAY" side
If you're lucky, you'll never hear it anyway
Now, I know that I must sound pretty sure of myself.
Why not, since
The names have been deletedto protect the satiated,'cause real bad boys move in silence.
I'm not gonna tell you to imagine the feeling
of dreadlocks travelling down your back
following a trail of soft wet kisses
I'm not even gonna tell you aboutthe magic touch of a piano players fingers on your skin
or how honey can make a tasty mess
I’m not gonna share any of my
DIETARY habits with youThe names have been deleted
to protect the satiated,'cause real bad boys move in silence.
I refuse to tell you to close your eyes
and imaginethe warm breath of my mumbled tones,traveling in and out of call and response
to your pleasure filled groans
I'm gonna leave that alone
I'm not gonna tell you that your curiosity
may lead to me killing the cat.There is no need to tell you about the experience of "Mwalimadelic"
which some may know as the "Morgasm"
It's far to dangerous, as I recall
The self declared one-night-stands
who changed their plans and by sunrise
wanted me as their man
The names have been deletedto protect the satiated,'cause real bad boys move in silence
Some time you may knowfor now, I want something real
So, I'm not gonna tell you any of this,
because that would make thisJust another "Good Dick" poem
and real bad boys move in silence.
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