No Other

Hello there, my Brother…

Have I ever expressed to you that for me there is No Other?

It's just YOU, my Dude and those things you do.

 

It's metaphorical, yet rhetorical what your body says to mine.

It leaves me reminiscing for hours of the passion that erupted when our bodies intertwined.

 

It's just YOU, my Dude and those things you do!

 

The messages that lie within your touch are subliminal.

Hell, the pleasure you provide is damn near criminal.

Those moans and groans all morning 'til the late hours of evening…

The next day, mental recollections of our explosive session leave my body feenin!

 

And that's just YOU, my Dude and those things you do!

 

The feeling soothes my skin, yet sends tremors up and down my spine…

Therefore, I'll take a little more of that Mo Betta, any place and at any time!

Then, when the pleasing has ended, with your arms wrapped around me so tender and kind…

You gaze into my eyes and without words we communicate…

As you make love to my mind!

 

That's always been ME and YOU, my Dude and those things you do!

 

So now, my sweet, luscious, splendid, Nubian Brother…

You can see, why for me…there is absolutely NO OTHER!