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    ESCAPE TO PARADISE (BARBADOS LOVE)

    Barbados,

    Bridgetown Bay,

    being served Cristal, on a silver tray,

    sweat trickling into your navel,

    your Ebony body on display,

    with the vibe of the world is disarray,

    you and I glide into paradise using a secret communique

     

    Rum punch and flying fish,

    after an afternoon dip in the ocean,

    yesterday had it's way, but now the future,

    is our shared devotion,

    all of the world's bickering, the gossip and commotion,

    totally forgotten as I rub your tender body with cocoa butter lotion

     

    A steel band playing,

    a kool Calypso groove,

    am I guilty of being obessed with thee,

    I stand accused,

    remember you told me in past relationships,

    your heart was abused,

    well if the spirit can move mountains,

    your apprehensions can be seduced

     

    LET ME TEACH YOU TONIGHT,

    JUST BOUNCE BABY, JUST BOUNCE BABY,

    UP AND DOWN BABY, UP AND DOWN BABY,

    NOW, MAKE THAT SOUND BABY, MAKE THAT SOUND BABY,

    WHEN YOUR MOANS SOUND LIKE THE SURF,

    CRASHING PON THE BAY

     

     

    Ain't nobody on this earth,

    who can't understand,

    that we can either be victims of love,

    or direct love vibes at our command,

    and though it's true love can resemble a winter wonderland,

    there is nowhere I'd rather glide into your moist passion,

    than on sparkling Caribbean sands

     

    For a lifetime I've waited,

    to relax my troubled soul,

    seems as if my life has taken on the pattern,

    an Obeah woman once foretold,

    but the moment I laid eyes on you,

    it felt as if my name was written on a sacred scroll,

    so come on baby, let's write with our love making

    the greatest love story ever told

     

    I enter your arms baby,

    with the innocence of a new born child,

    seems like a lifetime ago, a young boy named D'ee

    entered the urban wilds,

    but when the harsh glare of a demonic son,

    made my blood riled,

    I found luxuriance in the shadows of your smile

     

    Now may I,

    LET ME TEACH YOU TONIGHT,

    JUST BOUNCE BABY, JUST BOUNCE BABY,

    UP AND DOWN BABY, UP AND DOWN BABY,

    NOW, MAKE THAT SOUND BABY, MAKE THAT SOUND BABY,

    WHEN  YOUR MOANS SOUND LIKE THE SURF,

    CRASHING PON THE BAY

     

    Yeah, let me break it way down baby,

    your love is an erotic, exotic, hypnotic, synoptic view,

    best characterized by the comprehensiveness of my love for you,

    and very much like the Synoptic Gospels

    of Matthew, Mark and Luke,

    you are my undeniable proof,

    that God exists, for your soul consists,

    of a checklist no man can resist,

    your chocolate skin tone, my love jones, when I hear you moan,

    the seeds of your compassion that were sown,

    into my soul and produced a most desired fruit,

    the root of our connection no one can refute,

    who am I but a common man without your brilliance,

    for at the instant, I saw you descending from the Heavens

    in the distance, I said good riddance, to the persistance of pain,

    to the Creator be the glory, for His love is our gain.

    and one day our names will be engrained,

    on the rock of ages,

    pages upon pages will be written by Soul Sages,

    documenting the unrelenting passion of our vibe,

    there are no words invented that can adequately describe,

    what you provide my heart when I reside,

    in your arms, your charms disarmed me the minute we spoke,

    and now when we make love every stroke,

    revokes the hoax once played on my heart,

    and invokes quote after quote defining a love

    beyond the scope, of human comprehension,

    the demensions of which will assure my ascension,

    to a place beyond a purgitorial detention,

    so my intention is to request from the Creator an extension,

    of this, my redemption,

    so the devil cannot participate in a circumvention,

    of a love that strengthens my soul at the mere mention

    of your name, for all of the tears of shame, the crying in pain,

    how can I, despite occasional setbacks complain,

    when in your arms I share a love that can only be explained,

    by what the Bible contains,

    once upon a time baby, we left the chaos behind,

    leaving on a jet plane,

    and now here we are in Barbados, my home land, being entertained,

    while sipping Cristal champagne,

    allowing our sweating bodies to attain,

    what once we could not ascertain,

    a love sustained by the Most Supreme,

    maintained by our shared dreams,

    and ordained by the Son of Man,

    the progeny of the Great I Am,

    sunlight, laughter, smiles and Caribbean sand,

    hand in hand, walking into our private Utopia

    without a trace of myopia

     

    Did you get all of that?

    If not you can read it later..but for right now I need you to..

     

    LET ME TEACH YOU TONIGHT,

    JUST BOUNCE BABY, JUST BOUNCE BABY,

    UP AND DOWN BABY, UP AND DOWN BABY,

    NOW, MAKE THAT SOUND BABY, MAKE THAT SOUND BABY,

    WHEN YOUR MOANS SOUND LIKE THE SURF CRASHING

    PON THE BAY

     

    Yeah..just like that,

    JUST

    LIKE

    THAT

     

     

    • 13 August 2011
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