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What's my name

Oh na na what’s my name?
Oh na na what’s my name
Oh na na let me scream your name
And baby, do the same but have no shame
Let me flow placidly down on you as we play this game
Hold me tighter, I am yours so, let us yearn for fame
Let us get lost in the flame we blaze

Oh na na what’s my name
Oh na na what’s my name
Oh na na let me scream your name
And baby do the same… ignore all vexations let them call us lame
We are not striving for heroism, let’s hide behind the crane
So let yours, fingers draw the outline of my shape
Lose me in yours, strength as you skillfully craft me
Swing me around in all ways and let’s land on ours, words
Tired of slow, lets ride faster
Now you know am your junkie because I am addicted
So hold me in that thrall… let me flourish… live and die there
Tired of this… pirate, let’s maneuver into new waters
Am tired of circles with their sham, but wholesomely introduce me to new
Take me there, on the pyramid where I can connect with the stars
You and I, we are abscessed with each other, no imaginings I know it’s true
If you are the rider then I am the bike
But you are the potter and I am your clay
So as you put your hands around my body, squeeze me tight and squeeze me right,
And I will submit to the pleasures that you give me
So turn into the being that you want me to be
As I sing out loud
Oh na na what’s my name
Oh na na say my name
I am poetry and you… you are my lover
And you know that we are hopeless romantics

© Namatsi Lukoye

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