MANAGING A MODEST FIRE FOR LOVE

A MODEST FIRE…

I’m just a simple man, managing simple fears,

Don’t want to own it all, just want a cold beer,

It’s been a tough day, could use a sweet night,

With a sexy brotha who can love me right,

His lips were thick brown, as they went way down,

It took me so high, my neighbors heard signs,

The floor went bang-bang, love is a good thang,

With a sexy brotha who can spend the night,

We woke up refreshed, inhaled the thick musk,

It excited passions we had not discussed,

Some connection deeper than our rough, brown skins,

Made us feel proud that, we were both real men,

We had found fulfillment for our burning desires,

We were the good wood; we built a modest fire,

We built a warm shed, and keep the wood dry,

So that our romantic love would never die…

Fin.

By Bigdaddy Blues