The Unspoken Words.

Missing Friend

I have a friend
Her name is Clitoris.
Capital C.
Silent if you catch my drift.
She's gone missing. 
Nobody in my bed has been able to find her.
She seem to just vanish when men come around. 

I ain't the quiet type.
I points her out.
Ask.
What you doing.
Why can't find her.
She an outspoken girl.
Always looking for some attention.
She tired of me.
We spend all our times together.

So.
I think.
I'ma finds her a boyfriend. 
Somebody to show her a good. Good. Good Time.
But every time to bring a dude through.
She seem to be gone.
Which is quite unlike her.
Cuz she ain't the type to venture far from home.

Nah. Maybe.
They ain't looking hard enough.
I admit she is shy.
Hides behind. Folds. If you will.

You have to seduce her out. 
With suave intentions.

Ask her about her day?
Give her kisses until she cry. Out. Your Name.
Slow. Methodic. Passionate. Kisses.
And she will be down for you.
And so will I.
Be down. That is. On you.