Wrote this a while back, back in November 2010. I remember performing this at Underated at UsF, Nd i was hella nervous, this is something very raw and close to my heart. Its a feeling everyone is familiar with, and something that can never escape my thoughts. I have this feeling all the time, but when u r constantly feeling this way it doesnt help anything at all. You know its wrong but it feels right. If that makes sense. Decided to share, because i read it and its that raw feeling when i was writing this at the time, venting to myself and what not. Its a spoken word feel from a rappers perspective, take it for what it is. Hopefully it comes across ok.

“Infatuation”

As Crazy as it seems, as crazy as i grieve, for the moment I get to spend quality time, with this quality dime.
It makes sense to make cents, with your scent at freshest, I wish I had your flavor on incense.
I see a million billion katrillion sparkles all around your mind
I wanna know.
What goes on in your head? From the moment you wake up, til you lie down in your bed.
The forecast is foggy and I’m trying to see through, and when that sun comes out girl I hope I see you.
I admit, I miss you.
Your voice when it’s quiet, your energy for my shyness, your body, is indeed the nicest.
And I say it not to spray it, but I just wanna let you know
how I feel….is real
I wanna get close, just like butter and toast, a complimentary mix, just like pretzels in chex mix.
We blend
like two strawberries and a banana, to make a smooth tasty treat, when two strangers meet through the broken ice sheath.
Damn.
Til that day, I dream, not knowing the way to do it, but some how I’ll get through it, til the day we speak.
For now it’s a hello and a have a good night, drink some southern for your comfort and pretend it’s alright.
You smile, I smile. You laugh, I’ll laugh. You can tell me whatever it is you want, and I won’t turn back.
I fall for that two step, girl I’ll trip off that style, but you also pick me up, so that slip was worth while.
I see butterflies when you pass, like that feeling from that hash, the fire in my heart makes me rise from the ash.
You make me feel brand new.
But for the moments that we meet, you make my limbs feel weak. Trying to spit my speech, and its comes out speechless.
I walk but I stumble, i try to stay humble, the words stay in mumbles, my emotions just jumble.
I’m crazy, I’m zaney, thoughts of us is maney. I’m looping, full swooping through emotions I’m seeking, I’m peeking at the corner of my eyes n i see that your eyes meet mine.
Infatuation.