Brooklyn Boys
Dear BK boy who can dance,
thank you for being the best dance partner
for moving your hips in tune with hers,
for paying attention to the way she whines, ticks, or drops,
for learning, for mustering the courage to dance with her
even as her unfamiliar eyes looked back at yours with uncertainty.
Once you found her, BK boy, she liked the way you moved to dancehall and soca.
thanks for respecting her body, for creating chemistry and letting it stay between you and her,
ya´ll painted an amateur canvas.
skin on skin contact,
soft lotion of the back, hold of the hips, whine to the side, twerksum,
gentleness,
in sync
completely
BK boy you smile close to her ear, she leans back on you
Your arm muscles cover her stature, your breath cuddles her neck.
Couple for the night, both thanking the moonlight for how much ya´ll love to dance
Hearts racing, legs calling for a break, both whisper a prayer to change le beat,
A wish is coincidently granted.
a slow whine, tick tock, a Soca whine, move two steps.
By now BK boy who can dance, she's found a level of comfort in you.
Relaxed muscles, no need to outperform, no need to please the other,
she's got you or is it the other way around?
Young hearts cannot tell.
Either way she is grateful, happy with generalizing
BK boys know how to dance
First time gazing into the other's colored brown eyes.
they tell each other so.
thank you for a first impression. it will memorable, perhaps unforgettable.
Party done
Shoes, legs, hips, backs, all swarm the streets of East Flatbush.
Smell of jerk, curry, oxtail, sweat, West-Indian accents muddle
Night air refreshes her thoughts as she walks home in bliss
Sincerely,
BK girl
-Arnelle W.
thank you for being the best dance partner
for moving your hips in tune with hers,
for paying attention to the way she whines, ticks, or drops,
for learning, for mustering the courage to dance with her
even as her unfamiliar eyes looked back at yours with uncertainty.
Once you found her, BK boy, she liked the way you moved to dancehall and soca.
thanks for respecting her body, for creating chemistry and letting it stay between you and her,
ya´ll painted an amateur canvas.
skin on skin contact,
soft lotion of the back, hold of the hips, whine to the side, twerksum,
gentleness,
in sync
completely
BK boy you smile close to her ear, she leans back on you
Your arm muscles cover her stature, your breath cuddles her neck.
Couple for the night, both thanking the moonlight for how much ya´ll love to dance
Hearts racing, legs calling for a break, both whisper a prayer to change le beat,
A wish is coincidently granted.
a slow whine, tick tock, a Soca whine, move two steps.
By now BK boy who can dance, she's found a level of comfort in you.
Relaxed muscles, no need to outperform, no need to please the other,
she's got you or is it the other way around?
Young hearts cannot tell.
Either way she is grateful, happy with generalizing
BK boys know how to dance
First time gazing into the other's colored brown eyes.
they tell each other so.
thank you for a first impression. it will memorable, perhaps unforgettable.
Party done
Shoes, legs, hips, backs, all swarm the streets of East Flatbush.
Smell of jerk, curry, oxtail, sweat, West-Indian accents muddle
Night air refreshes her thoughts as she walks home in bliss
Sincerely,
BK girl
-Arnelle W.
Previously published in The Flawless Magazine - The Comfort Issue
https://issuu.com/flawless-mag/docs/thecomfortissue/75
https://issuu.com/flawless-mag/docs/thecomfortissue/75
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