
TI COCO’S GROOVE
I hear the end of the world is coming
But you and I won’t fade away
I bought us bosa nova dreams
they fell from our blazing skies
Our kiss creates a kombit mixtape
Somatic beats are earphones plugged to my belly
you touch the right spot with a middle finger
Made for the bedroom
I hear the end of the world is coming
We’re not the ones they’re after
Our out of body prints they envy
They grab without asking
We hide in our tin roof eating shadows, crickets and rain
My legs hear your name, stretch wide
Pretend we are invisible when I smile wider
Ti Coco is lush
Takes 3 seconds of silence
You admire her gaze
It turns you blue
© art by Cathy Delaleu (Power of Sound)