He has me feeling like love
Like something otherworldly
The cipher of my body decoded
Now I need him in my cypher
His love
I did swallow and coat it
No choking
Just yoking
Butterfly stroking and soul soaking
I did
I did
I did partake of his Indian Poke
But I didn’t choke
Just call me Koch
Like a Native
I separated the poison from sedative
Created my own anesthetic
From his ether
He’s a keeper
I a leader
So I was gifted
With The Crown
